PICTURES
I keep looking at your face in the picture,
never wanting to forget the way you smiled,
the way you were.
The way we were.
Memories to last a lifetime?
Is that too long?
Smiles captured in time, reminding me what we had.
If I could capture the essence of that day,
I would bottle it and spray it on when I feel this pain.
It has left an emptiness within,
a part of my heart is missing.
Until that day when all things are new,
I will take these journeys in my mind.
Remembering what use to be!
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