Photograph

9-23-02
slightly edited

Smiles and pleasantries are exchanged in passing because the places we are at in our lives do not permit for much, if anything, more.Perhaps we will go to our respective homes and flip through our respective photo albums, trying to recapture something long lost. Smiling back at ourselves through the years, wondering how we ended up where we are from there.

I shut the album and it will go back on my shelf until such a time that I am reminded of you once again. A sight, a smell, a random thought that drags to the surface something I at one point tried so hard to bury.I am stuck wondering why some people can only come back to us as younger friends.

Through glossy and ever fading pieces of paper.

Memories made tangible.