Remember how we used to fill our rooms
With pictures of us
Or a single with either one of us
Either way, we still kept them
Despite out things crowding them
We would always try to find a way
To fit them all into one space or another
As the years went by
They became discolored with time
You were withering away in the photos
But I stayed the same as always
Maybe pictures are the only way to tell us
How much the person has changed
A soft smile was on my lips
When I look at the old pictures of us
Because they remind me of the old days
When we’d laugh and smile together
I remember them as if they were yesterday
Your bright smile shone in the darkness
And it hurts to know that you’re gone
We drifted apart years ago
My heart still breaks each time
I look at the pictures of you and I
Because it’s such a painful reminder
To know that those were only memories.
About the Creator
Isabella Renteria
"Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks." - Plutarch
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