When they say your name
Or how every day  
I think about you
I think of the 3 am talks
And that summer
When I knew
I would fall in love with you
And how you are perfect
and now you love someone else
And I’m not in the perfect picture with you
She is ...
Because I’m not perfect
I'm that photo on the side
that no one looks at and is shattered
And I try to pick it up to tell
you how much I love you
But the shattered glass is too sharp
and can’t be put back together

RLC