Pictures. Poem by Christian K. Montiel

Pictures.
Walking into our home I see pictures of both us hanging into the wall, but that is just a thing on the past.
When I drive into the car I got a picture of you and make me sad that I don’t feel the same for you.
Pictures and more pictures are the things that are left from our love and today everything change you work all the time and is not time for me but I don’t ask you for anything else just to love me like I’m somebody for you on this world.
I drink and cry I guess they are two of my favorite activities to do in my same old life and in my lonely times and the phone has become my new best friend.
Well if everything is going down the drain and in two more years is not the same I will have something from our love and it will be this pictures of you and me.
By
Christian montiel