when i listen to that music

it makes me cry
i remember a younger self
i remember
the way i used to feel
there was something magical
then
it feels like yesterday
but it was so long ago now
i only feel moments of that now
quickly fleeting
pushed out by something cheap
and bitter
and ugly
i want to go back
to that time
and that feeling
of wonder
of the unknown
and love
the feeling that love was actually possible
someday with someone
to love who loves me
a young heart believes
in such great foolish things 
that no adult has the heart for
anymore
that music brings me back
even if only for a second -which is gone
before this sentence is