Poem: Good Times Past

“Good Times Past”

headphones on, a Christian
dubstep mix in my ears,
I am transported back
to a better time,
mornings spent sitting
at Starbucks, bagels and
coffee and blogging
on my laptop, more manic
times of reaching out
and making connections
here and there, talking
about this, that and
the other with whoever
was put in my path
that day and I wonder
if i’ll ever have days
like that again

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This one was a little nostalgic and a tiny bit sad

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You’re amazing 1515

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@anon92220549 Thanks! I find that looking back usually is.

@Leaf Thanks! I just feel like a regular person, though. And sometimes not even that.

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