Looking Back

[Lilly123]

I wish I could buy that feeling in a bottle.

As of now, and only for a moment,
while looking at a photo
from a time that's worlds away,
I can feel its essence.
A shadow is cast across my face.
It's me,
callow, but inspired.
That feeling comes back to brush my cheek.
It's a relic,
a spirit from an extinct persona.

I didn't know what I had,
didn't know what I could lose.
I didn't hold on.
But it's time to let go.