Nostalgia

Of a time when we travelled on a one way street
Between ghosts of adoloscence and a hungry greed

Of echoing laughter trapped in our hearts
And an alluring vision from a million stars

Of the days when sense was black and white
Visions that weren't blinded by a starlit night

Of the innocence shrouded in a mysterious smile
A sense of wonder and the wasted while

Of the heart which taught us how to let go
Reluctant to say yes and yet unwilling to say no

Of the moments locked in an isolated past
Like the love that left with a promise to last