Heart of Glass II

Photographs

I couldn't help but to be nosy.
I saw a Polaroid in your desk.
I wasn't ready for what this photo was.
It was a photo of us.
I didn't even know this photo existed.
It probably meant nothing that you had it but I still think about why you kept it.
I wonder if you still have it.
It's been months since we really talked.
When we do it feels like no time has passed.
Why can't we be friends again?