dear, old me.

[tipofhertoe]

old photos only meant
for me
of times that
simply cease to be
ignite vague memories
cover me in
veiled familiarity
i long to touch the
feelings
my younger untouched being
but i do not dare
i refuse to
return to there.
still at times I long to advise
my brace faced, frizzied, salty side.