fading photographs and memories.

photographs are nice. everyone stays the same, like how they were in the past. frozen in time.
photographs are nice because they capture the moment, the present, and the subsequent past when the moment is over. there is no better way to keep a moment in the palm of your hand than to take a photograph of it.

photographs are reminders. most of the time, pictures remind us of what we once were and how much we have fallen from grace.
other times, pictures remind us of how much further we've gone ahead in life, how much we've grown, how much we've achieved.
photographs show us how much we've changed, physically, emotionally, etc.

photographs show a lot about people.
but my photographs are fading, along with my memories.
people change, but i want them to stay the same, just like they were in my memories.
i don't want to forget anything when i leave this earth.
i want to remember.

let them not say, "what of the man who has lived through everything only to remember nothing?
surely he has lived in vain?"
"perhaps.
because in this life, we are merely in the business of making memories."

it is true, so true.

it's okay, no need to apologise.
give and take; compromise.