My Old Self

I want to be the person in that picture
an old reflection of a me I can't see.
What happened for the warmth to leave?
Why cant I just go back to that?
I miss those days so extremely much,
and in my world that was even better.
The me who I once used to be,
such a long time ago now it seems,
before I became the broken soul I am now.
Struggling to live, struggling to be,
breathing a wish of happiness for me.
Can I ever go back to that?
taking back myself and what I was?