
there are some pictures
i don’t delete them
i don’t visit them either
i just keep them on my phone
like something paused
not gone
not alive
i know if I am going to open them
something will come
may be a version of me
that I buried a long ago
may be a feeling
i am not ready to feel again
so I don’t touch them
i just let them sit
as quite reminders of
something I once hadj
as quite reminders
something I once felt
as quite reminders
something I once loved
and
may be not ready to let them fully fade.