Saturday, June 12, 2010

We break promises.

We stare at pictures.
We smile.
We burn the edges. We increase time's distance.
We acknowledge love's existence. We fold the picture. We put it in our wallet.

We forget.

But words can't be taken back. Only intention can.

1 comment:

  1. I am a falsehood living a dream
    because I have yet to fulfill my reality,
    but my heart is true. . . and it communes with you

    Forget the pictures, the words, the promises and the memories. Don't wait for anything. It's always here, now.