there was something in the look in our photo
and I cannot recapture it
the memory of the shape is gone
and I am lost
a glorious technicolour film in surround sound
reduced to a screen play
stark black and white words on paper
It does not come close to explaining
they way I feel now
this loss is overwhelming
with no hope of recovery
It’s so difficult to live with grief. You captured that feeling well.
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Thanks Dee. I didn’t articulate as well as I hoped, but sometimes things just can’t be forced.
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It’s eerie how photographs can change meaning as time goes by. A picture that may have brought joy when one was younger could become the moment of betrayal or shame later on.
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It is strange what a photo captures, and how that changes. Sometimes the changes are not welcome, such is the case for me. I am assured it is all part of the healing/grieving process, but heck, it seems to be a looooong process, especially when my emotions want to tell the world but my brain can’t do the job.
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