In moments I remember those times before.
I look back upon seconds out of hours
forgetting the other times
for those that were pleasant.
I do recall strange moments.
Standing while a stranger
What was I thinking?
Going through the movements
A crowded room and I’m sinking
into a stranger’s mouth.
That was years ago,
a time when I was drifting
like a ship at sea with no captain.
What other times I can remember
like someone I wanted to know better
but I never saw him again
after that one night.
I wanted him to stay but he had to go.
So many memories of times gone,
so many places and people,
now I’m alone with only my memories
both good and bad.
Times I would do again
and times I would never do again.