Depressive Nostalgia

Teenage years well wasted and better spent Childhood memories now forever gone, To exist only in reminiscence. Conversations I will never hear again. The bittersweet feeling of longing for past days Younger years. Only to crave today just the same as I age. This sentimental sadness Has become almost comforting, Like an old friend you can’t let go of For the sake of time spent knowing each other. Am I sad, Or just miss being happy. While alone with these thoughts, The existential meaningless Races through my mind Like a headache that will never subside. It is rare to wake up with a smile, And even more rare to go to bed with one.