One wish

If I had one wish right now, only one.

I would wish that we could save our memories like photos, and that they would never get lost or disappear with age.

I would print one memory and I would save it and look at it when I was sad.

I would remember the sunrise breaking over the river near my house where we had our first kiss.

I would remember the cold air as we had that first, clumsy embrace.

I would remember the exhilaration I felt.

I would remember the beauty, the quiet.

I would remember the mist in the air.

I would remember the feel of his lips on mine for the first time.

I would save that in a photo, and I would keep it close.

And it would always be a source of quiet pleasure, that moment shared only by us.

It would make me smile.

And I would never lose it, and it would never fade away.