Something that has always been hard for me is accepting change. The box gets opened. Things evolve. People grow together. People grow apart.
Life marches on and that little bit of time and space you long for or wish to hold still is gone forever.
I love pictures because when they are done right they capture time and space and reality and hold it still for eternity.
The smiles never fade. The colors never run. Love and lust don't evaporate. Things don't change. They are still.
I can still see that picture. I can remember that minuscule moment. I haven't given up on that if.
But life marches on. It is not still. It will continue change. A constant regimental March of growth, change and death and birth.
I can't fight the flow of the tide. I March along. I change and evolve and love and live and die.
Through it all, clutched in my dirty, weathered fists, that picture remains.
Reminds me of an old Tonio K song. You should check him out.
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Someone should have shot that picture Someone could have saved the day
But who'd have guessed it; who could know
Just how fast the time would go?
Someone should have shot that picture
Oh stop the clock Stop the clock
Stop the clock forever
Someone could have loved you better
Someone should have been the one
But hearts get broken, homes get wrecked
The world's still fallen i expect
Still, someone could have loved you better
Oh stop the clock Stop the clock
Stop the clock forever Oh stop the clock
Make it stop
Stop that clock forever When will it end?
Someone take this clock and break it
Stop the world and then remake it
Stop the sorrow, dry the eyes
God knows how but someone try
Someone take this clock and break it
Take this heart and then remake it
Oh stop the clock Stop the clock
Stop the clock forever Oh stop the clock
Make it stop You know it's now or never
When will it end