as i browse through the pictures...
i feel the jealousy...
the picture perfect people of course...
how i wish if life can be like in the pictures...
but pictures are memories...
memories that tell us a small part of our story..
just one take and it can us the whole story...
it speaks for itself...
no support but it can still survive...
survive through time...
survive through season..
survive through colours...
no matter in what condition...
it will survive...
that is why pictures remain forever...
