64 things i kept.
slowly discovered. piece by piece.
you probably don’t remember this.
before the world taught us to guard ourselves.
you on a stage, shining like you were born for it.
us, holding on in a small mirror.
your peace sign — still stuck in my head.
another birthday, same beautiful you.
you held the light and became it.
ordinary mirrors, unforgettable you.
distance disappeared when you were on screen.
you called me yours, and I still hear it.
night streets glowed softer with you in them.
you could make anything funny.
half hidden, fully unforgettable.
you in red — like a dream I kept.
your happiness was simple and real.
Eid was brighter because of you.
call me — even as a joke, I saved it.
you, again — like you never left.
still laughing at something only you found funny.
the way you looked when you weren’t posing.
a moment I replay more than I should.
you made even a simple day feel cinematic.
this smile — I kept it longer than I should have.
quiet days, loud memories.
half shadow, all you.
even blurred, you were clear to me.
another frame I couldn’t delete.
you in your own world — I wanted to stay there.
soft light, softer you.
a glance that said more than words.
you turned a room into a memory.
hidden behind a phone, still unforgettable.
this one hurts the most — because you look so happy.
if I could keep one more, it would be this.
you in maroon — quiet and sure of yourself.
red never goes out of style — and neither did you.
pink suited you like it was made for you.
glasses on, world off — just you being you.
a quiet close-up I keep coming back to.
even in a small window, you filled the frame.
close enough to feel like you were here.
you didn’t have to try — you just were.
soft light, softer smile.
the way you look when you think no one’s watching.
syeda is presenting — and I was just watching you.
another mirror, same unforgettable you.
half-smile, full memory.
you made ordinary rooms feel like home.
eyes that remembered everything I tried to forget.
even your silence had a colour.
you — in focus, in memory, always.
a different day, same ache.
you laughed like the night was yours.
your favourite angle — mine too.
almost a whisper, almost a goodbye.
if I could keep one more, it would be this — again.
a few seconds I couldn’t let go of.
you, moving — even silence suited you.
nine seconds I keep replaying — without sound, just you.
still you — muted, soft, unforgettable.
a quiet 6 seconds — you, unfiltered.
five seconds I keep coming back to.
you — still the frame I never deleted.
ten seconds that felt like you were here.