I took your photo from the whiteboard
where we keep our memories
safe from being worn and old;
where we remain forever
in youthful pleasure.
I hated how your bright playful eyes
stared back at me in love
and how I couldn't see them anymore.
In a grey picture
I rest my head upon your shoulder,
I'm trying to be my regular goofy self.
Looking at it now,
seeming so far away,
I cough up a laugh.
My nose is stuffy with the memory.
Merrick
Feb 28, 2012
Feb 28, 2012 at 11:13 PM UTC
I took your photo from the whiteboard
where we keep our memories
safe from being worn and old;
where we remain forever
in youthful pleasure.
I hated how your bright playful eyes
stared back at me in love
and how I couldn't see them anymore.
In a grey picture
I rest my head upon your shoulder,
I'm trying to be my regular goofy self.
Looking at it now,
seeming so far away,
I cough up a laugh.
My nose is stuffy with the memory.
Merrick