But often, it is more of a recollection of all the things that you can never get back and all that is left is the engraved image in your mind and heart. I breathed in the chilly air into my lungs(albeit a little bit polluted) , trying to remember the essence of saline that had always lingered in the atmosphere. My lungs tasted it and i immediately recognize the familiarty of it yet it isnt exactly the same as i remembered it. Memories can never match up to the present and vice versa. On the surface things may look the same but i know it can never be, ever again, it's a fact of life. Just like the air.
We had wonderful memories together in school, performing, music and singing were the mad passion shared by the four of us back then. Now, our jokes, laughters, and interaction resonated the same way, it was as if time stood still for us (Although between cass and i time is nonexistent). One is still as silly as ever, one is never dry of juicy stories and the other one is as crazy as ever (me) but amid all that i knew something has changed. That's us up there, TDOE. They said a picture speaks a thousand words, but does it really? Look at that, the same smile, the same bright eyes, the same warmth. A picture doesnt speak a thousand words. A picture speaks what we want it to speak.