You may have left, But my heart followed. Now I'm falling apart, With memories eating at my heart. Got me hiding behind a smile in the day, The sun shines just to cast a shadow. Shedding tears reminiscing in the night, At least the dark night will cover up my sorrow. The cause of this pain is specific, Thought our love and future were prolific, Now I'm just a broken frame holding a picture...
I chose to title broken frame because it is so simple yet so deep. A frame holds memories, even though the glasses will shatters when it drops, the frame can hold onto the picture still.