"We are making photographs to understand what lives mean to us." - Ralph Hattersley ##### A young rising photographer finds herself tangled between the past and present; heartbreak and happiness; loss and desire; hurt and redemption; love and friendship. Having her own demons to fight, she is determined to fix everything in search of a place, or rather a person, she calls her home. ##### I burned the beautiful photographs. Because you burned our memories. With someone new in your arms. But I still hold the ashes of what we become. That's why. Maybe. I still haven't much moved on for another soul. ##### Some memories remain | But people change This is a Michaeng fanfiction. ##### Started : 11/6/2018 Completed : 25/7/2020