Committed to memory

I have stopped looking at the photo.

I have only allowed myself to look at it 3 times.

Yet, I have committed it to memory.

I can recall to mind, your smiling faces.

If I see her on the street, I will recognise her at a glance.

If I see you on the street, I will turn away if I have the chance and head for the opposite direction.

So much for maturity. Some things just never change.