i love collecting humans.

i hang their smiles on little polaroids,

for my minds eye to admire them whenever i like.

i replay their laughter to live their joy over & over,

& rewind their stories like an old film,

to feel what they perhaps once felt with me.

& when they share their tears,

i collect each precious one,

& cradle it in the most sacred vault of my heart,

to try make their steps a little lighter.

yet you can not keep them as your own.

hold them a while but you must let them be free,

because they too have a journey to make;

the bittersweet price for a life full of love.

i love collecting humans.

they hold up mirrors,

to show me my reflection;

& reveal to me who i am.

- by yogiwhale

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