#i don't think anemoia is a real word ahhaa

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anemoia- C.H

anemoia

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anemoia:

noun

nostalgia for a time you've never know.

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If he closed his eyes, he could picture the image perfectly. blue sky, purple toned, LA afternoon, watching the sunset at the roof of his house, the one he shared with Roy. Roy. She would light a cigarette and offer it to him because kindness was one of her many qualities. And, yes, she had many of them. They would share it, in silence, staring at the sunset. Hypnotically, peacefully. But he would discontinue it, cause he'd feel the needing to put a lock of hair behind her ear, she would smile and lean in for a kiss. The cigarette taste mixing up with her watermelon lip gloss. And he would love it. Any second. Because he was simply there with her.

However, it was never going to happen. He was just a bro for her and it wasn't something he individually thought. She was Roy's girlfriend. And even that it was completely sinful to have those kinds of feelings for one of his best mate's girl, he couldn't avoid the image of her haunting his mind 24/7, couldn't avoid his heartbeats growing faster every time she walked around their place wearing one of the blonde guy's tees and some pink underwear, and nothing more. Her scent impregnated on his hoodies after a hello or goodbye hug. Even that it was driving him crazy, he, of course, will keep it for himself.

Though, he could swear for his mother's life that those memories he had, the ones that never actually happened, made him feels something real. Like they had lived those moments together. A "fake nostalgia". He was suffering from anemoia.

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