I hate photographs

Not because I’m camera shy

Or because I think I look bad

No.

It’s because I feel people are always trying to use them to capture something

Something that isn’t there

Not to stay at least

Joy

Laughter

Freedom

People think that by framing this moment

It’ll last eternity

They think they can preserve those emotions forever

But they can’t

Feelings are fleeting

Fluid, ever-changing

And photographs can’t capture that

And like water in cupped hands

They’ll slip away

~ Quill x