Float

Posted: June 28, 2012 in Emotions, evaluation, hope, Love, Memories, Paris, photography, Randoms, Summer, Travel

That bridge I’ve crossed. A few years ago… Across these streets and alleys I’ve walked, and by that same river I’ve waited… I’ve remembered… Piled my memories into pebbles I’ve thrown into these shimmering waters…

And before I was gone, I slipped a silent wish. Whispered it into the ears of these stones… In agony, I left it behind to float, then sink; along with my heart.

Photos hold memories intact. Photos revive feelings we’ve suppressed… Or rather oppressed. And upon looking back onto that; I can see myself float in an ocean of emotions, very similar to the one I’m trying to escape now.

It feels good to remember. It feels good to relate.

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