WE BECOME MEMORIES

I was walking on my street one evening,i thought about all the people i have known growing up and how we grew distant with each other,barely communicating .

we can call that life,but you can agree with me that each time we lose a friend it is always so painful, eventually we move on. the only thing that reminds us of our friends are the memories we shared and capturing every moment is worth it.

below is picture of a busy street as it was getting dark all the vehicles disappeared and the road that was once filled became empty ,for how would we proof the road was busy?
without a picture.