do you still feel young?
when you look into a mirror
and read the bent image

a wrinkle here,
a freckle there.

your features aren't looking the same

but that's fine

i too will grow old

old age, like death and heartbreak
comes to everyone
fueled by the smell of adolescence

take my fragile hand in yours,
you're not as lonely as you think

breathe in the brisk air
inhale as the nostalgia
courses through your veins

i learned from the best,
not to take nostalgia without a glass of water