What was it?
What was it that thwarted
my questions for you
Reading through old messages
I realized we were this close
to asking the same question every time
Sometimes you wanted to know
other times me
I reckon
hints didn’t win
We were curious
but perhaps not enough
I always thought
I should have
Now that we’re here
I really think
we should have
asked
instead of
hinting
helplessly
I guess everyone has that someone who makes us whisper “it’s a shame” under our breath, and how we will remember it all. I used this picture to portray the desire to grab onto something but not actually having the power to do so in reality. Instead, memories allow us to hold on to what we have always wanted to, because they only become real in our minds.
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That is so true. I now have to ask myself if a memory actually happened the way I remember it or at all.
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Yeah sometimes it’s hard to say that memories are even reliable
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Perhaps it’s literally the inverted reflection of that tree that thwarted you. Because that photo has thwarted me from writing due to the sense of awe I’m feeling from the profoundness of the image.
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Thanks I’m flattered.
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