That Time

That time,
So far into the past.
Yet I remember, just as yesterday,
Those times,
The many pleasant memories,
Scattered into the mind.

It was nice,
That time,
To hear, listen,
Those interests,
The motivation.

The very first,
A mere common interest,
A door to so much more.
All those times, chatting.
That first time.
That time.

My last post was written on a rough night. Been better since then, a bit sad tonight for being lied to by a friend. Writing this and feeling a little bit happier, thinking about some times with a friend.

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