The Picture

In my mind there stands a picture of what was once
you and me,the picture held
so much beauty of what could
actually be but now the only
beauty that can be seen is what
will never be because the love held in the picture
between you and me was lost forever by your family
the pain will never go away
but in my mind we will always
stay the way we were in the picture that day.

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