write with me

by hannah ang, photo credits.

You can fall in love

with books
and stories
and moments in time.

Words pour forth-
a fluid translation of emotions that well up


you sit across me;
I look into your eyes.
We walk side by side, sharing thoughts and stories and experiences.

Everything we do
becomes memories, lights- beautiful and real,
yet fleeting. Before long we forget

how bright it was, how long it lasted, where it came from, its shade of its colour.

We merely remember it existed.

Moments are a flicker; memories fade.

But writing places such as these in vessels called

lets us grasp the intangible,
turning memories into marks on paper meant to last through time.
Its essence changes,
its meaning remains.

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