Sifting through photographs we never took
Because I didn't have the courage
Or the heart to save the memories
No matter how fleeting they were
And sometimes I still feel your presence
But you seem farther and farther away
Like driftwood floating in an open sea
You are my ship in a bottle
Fragile and complex
A love I didn't need
But developed ardor anyway
Kind of like that old **** carpet
That made me nostalgic for the 60's
Even though I wasn't there
And never could be