Photograph
An old, withered photograph
Captured the moment
He fell, forever, in love
I wrote this poem with the idea of an old photograph of a young girl. The story in my mind was a girl and a boy walking up a mountain, like on a day hike or something. She is laughing and he snaps a picture, but as he stares through the lens and her eyes look toward him, he realizes that this is the moment… This is the moment he started to fall…
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