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Photos of a Man and Woman

There are framed memories of a man and woman

They're placed together on a small table

They smile and smile to those who view them

Those who envy the captured love immortal

 

Near the table sits the woman

Her face buried in her arms

Tear spots cover her sleeves and fingers

Pouring from a broken heart

 

One more look at the framed memories

The man packs his clothes

One more look before he leaves

He has decided to live alone

 

Once outside, he reaches in his pocket

Pulls out a picture he used to keep safe

The first of him with the woman

He rips it in hopes the memory would fade

 

Before he goes, he checks the time

His watch frozen on the hour o' seven

He then corrects it with a few winds

Moving the hour hand to eleven

 

With a slight tick,

It went in reverse

Then came a tock,

The seconds went backwards

 

The watch sped up

In its clockwise counter

First seconds, then minutes,

then reverse by the hour

 

The man's life memories flashed all around him

The pictures on the table back at home were alive

Each memory, each photo, every thought and emotion

Revealed to his heart a renewed mind

 

Every memory with the woman framed back at home

Revealed itself in reverse, reminding him of his love

The watch continued to rewind, then started to slow

Eventually it stopped the backwards flow

 

He checked his watch once again

The seventh hour displayed

Around, a familiar ambiance

The ripped photo did not fade

 

His first moment with his love

Captured in a photograph

He remembered how it all started

He remembered the love he used to have

 

The watch then moved forward with double the speed

The memories before him passed

It stopped at eleven, before he would leave

The first photo, intact, in his hand

 

He put it back in his pocket

Wiped away his tears

Realized that he still loved her

The woman in the photos throughout the years

 

He ran back inside

found his still crying lover

They both exchanged apologetic stares

And ran to hold each other

 

He kissed her with a renewed love

From the framed memories in the room

She held on, forgiving, embracing his hug

As he promised "I will always love you"

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Written by
daniel-christopher-chavez
Filipino
Published
Feb 27, 2011
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