A chat room.
Masakishrine.
mIRC.
Things and memories of the past,
long forgotten,
long unthought of,

suddenly back in my life.

People whose names I never knew,
whose screen names I had forgotten,
are surging back into my thoughts and emotions.

Dare I reconnect with those I knew in flesh?
Those who taught me so much,
destroyed so much,
created so much.

Memories
emotions
excitement, fear.

Thoughts and feelings I didn’t feel like feeling.
Raw emotions too youthful to understand.
Pushed back into my brain,
I couldn’t handle them.

Now looking back, these things I have met
fought
and controlled.

Lust,
hate,
love,
understanding,

No warmth of the sun on my back, surounded by those I love.
Warmth of a computer screen on my face, staring into a void of personas,

that I loved.

Memories of a chat log.

You’d be suprised.