A Love Frozen In Time Poem by Constantinos Grigoriadis

An old picture I hold in my hand.
It’s me and you and our love…frozen in time.
A silent witness, after many years, of a great love that no longer exists.

I ask myself, where is all this great love now?
Where are you now?

Don't ask me if was the truth when I told that I loved you.
Yes, I am sure that I loved you.
But if you saw me now, you would see another person.
It's no longer the man who told you that.
It was me many years ago.
Now that man doesn't exist anymore.
That man changed, as everything changes in this world.

The universe is a big recycling machine; nothing remains the same forever.
How many “frozen in time” moments in my life...
I see my face in the mirror and my face in the pictures.
Oh yes, it must be many moments;
every one different from the other.
Every picture with a story to tell,
a story to remind oneself of something for a moment;
something big or small, good or bad, important or not.

This picture speaks for an immense love written in my heart.

A great love…frozen in time.