Yes, I remember. Do you?
In this never ending conversation
between us there is talk of that time.
At the end of an old year
it was about beginnings, wasn't it.
You and I sharing a smile,
some laughs.
We were young then,
not anymore.
Going our own separate ways,
something stuck with each of us,
I don't know.
Maybe it was as simple
as a smile and a laugh.
Life isn't always complex.