Sometimes I feel that memories are emotions too, they are powerful, they overwhelm in an instant. When Bhawana suggested on my Inspire my Art page to write a post beginning with a certain sentence, I knew what would transpire, for it is something that happens to me often, and I think a lot of people can relate. I share this with the flash fiction writers at Friday Flash55 as well!
Rummaging through old photographs, I travel back in time.
I’m with friends, having fun like there was no tomorrow and no yesterday, just lost in that moment.
Nostalgia overwhelms, joyous tears fall as memories flood.
Then I see a recent snap. The hourglass turns.
“Must I return back so soon to being alone?” I sigh.
Bhawana, safe for me to say, “Art – Inspired and Painted”?
(Image Source, via Google)
(March 28th, 2012)