Aug 2012
I smile when I think of the times we shared,
All the joy and laughter,
My memories – my safe place,
But yet I cry at the sight of your face,
But in reality it’s all I have,
Only a photo.
All the joy and laughter,
My memories – my safe place,
But yet I cry at the sight of your face,
But in reality it’s all I have,
Only a photo.
written in 2009
