Looking at a picture is looking at a memory. Seeing the place, the time, the expression on the face. The picture remains frozen in time, as the people in it change. Once known as love, is now known as hate. Once known as innocent is now known as cruel. Once known as a good memory now brings tears to your eyes. When you look at them, sometimes they make you remember what you want to forget. Other times it reminds you of what you forgot because you were to busy to remember. Pictures bring back different times, different lives, different memories. A picture is also a reminder of what used to be, and makes us remember why that picture is only a memory.