Waking up in the crisp fall air.
 
Feeling your body pressed up against mine.
 
To wake you I would not dare;

For how I wish we could lay there and not worry about time. 

I kiss your cheek softly;

And hope that you do not open your eyes. 

I should start coffee;

But I never want to move from where we lie. 

You finally wake; with a smile on your face. 

I hold you even tighter. 

You say "you've never felt so safe."

I hope this doesn't burn out ; like an old lighter. 

I kiss your lips, and say "Good morning."

For this moment, I've been longing.

The air has started to change.

The warm summer air is gone.
It drives me insane.
The coming months look long.

The memory that dominated my time at the time
to take out my iPhone 6 and shoot an image
of whoever whatever wherever.
I sit at my computer and I look at all the pictures
and why we can’t have these moments again.
What did I do?
Was I mean?
Can we have it again?
Why not?
If you saw me crying this very moment as I type
these words on the same laptop I keep the photographs saved,
would you want to be saved as well to be a part of my life?
I will never try and make you stay,
I won’t beg,
but I continue to cry, for this is the power of a photograph.
Never thought I would want to belong so bad.
At least in a photo with us standing together and our
arms around each other,
I had it once,
and I know I’ll have it again.
Even if it isn’t you,
someone can help me.
You’ll be making new memories,
and I’ll be alone making a
collage of the photos I saved.
(Click)
This is me now,
alone.

What happened.
I thought everything was going so good.


Now it's over.
I don't know what to do.

I feel speechless. Out of breath.
My body won't stop shaking.