Looking through old photos
You were so perfect
But I see through that now
Every time I look at you I remind myself how
I was never good enough
And the images of us together have left me
Just like I left the old photographs that now lie in the trash
Except one which I couldn't bring myself to throw away
The one of us at the snow
Laughing and having fun
Because some things are worth remembering
Feb 6, 2014
Feb 6, 2014 at 3:35 PM UTC
Looking through old photos
You were so perfect
But I see through that now
Every time I look at you I remind myself how
I was never good enough
And the images of us together have left me
Just like I left the old photographs that now lie in the trash
Except one which I couldn't bring myself to throw away
The one of us at the snow
Laughing and having fun
Because some things are worth remembering
