So I’m spending the week with some friends of mine. They moved away like 5 years ago, and I try to spend a week with them every summer. I missed last year, but I worked it in this year. They’re a large family, all boys, but I consider myself friends with the youngest three. The youngest (Let’s call him N) has been one of my best friends, and at one point we were inseparable. I’ve told him more things than anyone else, and we’ve had a pretty tight bond. The second to last (B) is a great friend too, but we’ve never connected quite as much. Anyway, I get down here, and N is spending most of his time with his girlfriend, who is controlling and just not cool. So I’ve mostly been hanging out with B, which is cool, but me and N, we used to be so tight…
It just has me thinking, y’know? I hate when I get into one of these moods. I hate doing it, but I catch myself doing it often. Looking at old letters and pictures, revisiting old memories, daydreaming.
Reminiscing.
Thinking of times when life was better, or so I think.
Times when I was younger.
Freer.
I had less to worry about.
Less burdens to bear.
When I hadn’t been through what I have now.
When pain was physical, not emotional.
When the biggest choice to make was which video game to rent next.
When friends were many, and enemies were few.
And the friends were true and loyal.
There was no such thing as a back stab.
When the choices of adults barely affected me.
And I certainly didn’t know the grim details of them.
When the worst rumor was that so-and-so loves so-and-so.
The worst insult was buttface, or something derived from it.
When everyday was an adventure.
When it seemed life would never change,and could only get better with time.
When I was naive and happily ignorant.
No, I’m not depressed; on the contrary, life is better now than it has been in years. There’s just time when I wish I could go back, just for a day…
Comments (5)
Nice poem…I don’t want to go back even for a day.
I don’t look back if I can avoid it. There are too many bad memories back there. Most people wouldn’t think so, but for the it is that way.
I liked this….sometimes I wish I could go back, if that was possible, I’d like to go back but have the knowledge I have now so I could make different decisions….
@C_L_O_G - I agree with you. Now is a pretty good time going back isn’t an attractive idea at all.
I wouldn’t mind going back to do things differently, but I’m happy where I’m at now so it wouldn’t be my first wish.
This is the second time I visited this posting. I’ve spent way too much time reminiscing this last week. Time for me to move along again.