...it

"...it"
I had it once, you know...
didn't know it at the time
until it was gone,
I've only ever given myself to it once
in my life
and now
     the only thing I'm worthy of
     is this ache,
my sweet melancholy is all that's left
     of those special days,

I never knew then
only now
what it was.

Standing here
wishing now
I didn't know at all.

Only realizing
within the bittersweet pain of hindsight,
     at the wrong time
finally comprehending what I lost.
Wishing now
I knew
none of it.
At.
All.
-Armando Torres