We capture life with a flash with hope it wont be forgotten past.
We post for all the world to see making our lives no longer a mystery
We leave them up for years and years forgetting they even still exist
How can we want to save a moment, but forget about it the next?
1-17-11 its really just a poem about how we always want to take pictures of things but they end up in a box somewhere or at the end of our facebook pictures long forgotten till we discover them and remember how we felt that moment