pictures are suppose to remind us..
of things but pictures fade and get
so we have our memories to help us
remember the good stuff like falling in love..
and the bad ones like when you lose the one you love
we would like to forget it..
but with out the bad ones we wouldnt have the good ones
to remind us of how we got to where we are
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem