Tell Me It's Wrong

That feeling...
When I was walking down, you asked me to stop.
You called me, I got my head up to you.
Then, without my permission you took my pict. I was paralyzed but smiling.
When I wanted to take another step, you asked more picts taken.

It's more than ordinary moment. It's meaningful.

You seemed want to stop me from going down, look up to brighter sky, and keep me in your memory.

Was it like that? Please, say Yes. If it was, thank YOU so much.