We're faking.
Happiness lasts but a second.
That fragile fleeting moment before the click of a shutter.
It fades away after your eyes stop stinging.
Sometimes, the sky is so blue that it hurts.
I can't ever reach it with these hands.
I wonder if we were ever really happy.
I try to capture your smile.
But this camera is old, slow.
We're breaking.
Photo frames slips off walls, non-existent.
I hide inside corners of doors, my hands shielding my ears.
Angry voices shake the foundations of this house.
These photographs were only a mere second of our whole lifetime.
But they aren't exactly telling lies.
We were happy once.
Feb 10, 2012
Feb 10, 2012 at 11:51 AM UTC
We're faking.
Happiness lasts but a second.
That fragile fleeting moment before the click of a shutter.
It fades away after your eyes stop stinging.
Sometimes, the sky is so blue that it hurts.
I can't ever reach it with these hands.
I wonder if we were ever really happy.
I try to capture your smile.
But this camera is old, slow.
We're breaking.
Photo frames slips off walls, non-existent.
I hide inside corners of doors, my hands shielding my ears.
Angry voices shake the foundations of this house.
These photographs were only a mere second of our whole lifetime.
But they aren't exactly telling lies.
We were happy once.
