A picture taken, is a lifetime of memories
It's a gift of love becoming distant
Love is like a picture taken. It can with hold
a lifetime of memories. The heartbreaks and the
good laughs to be brought forth to reminisce or
just embrace. Long lost memories are found within
the trace of a simple memory.
The truth you hold deep is unrequited and informal.
A distant faded memory is all you have left.
Those true colors make it unbelievable irresistible
every puzzle piece put together the truth of my
supressed anxiety and worries are put to rest.
Love holds me together when I fall to the unforgivable
moments i've suprisingly grown familiar with. Every
piece of this keeps me a long way off to really
getting to know you
I'm standing in line to reach the beginning but i
get closer to the end I worry if you'll be there
or if you'll watch me step down from this pedastal
and leave me with these pictures that only whisper
tales of our moments at our best.
