Those memories of times gone linger waiting to be found again. I could never pretend they never happened but what should I do with the consequences?

Those moments in places I had no inhibitions and everything was as it was in that moment,

That guy in front of me that time in the restroom while so many came and went. I remember feeling so nervous.

That guy behind the building not far from the crowded streets. Another random stranger. You came at me from behind and we sat the night together.

My life is full of these moments. Revealing myself to a group just because and feeling confident. I had confidence at times but only for those limited moments like these.

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