Picturesque (part I)

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Can I
Be in love
With a photograph?

I experience
So much
Euphoria
When I see your face.

You just happen to be my sunshine.

Maybe you're my happy little pill.

Your voice makes me smile,
Your words make me nostalgic,
I don't want to let you go,
But you said you'd always be there.

Let's test that.

I believe you'll let me go,
We all have to.

So I hold onto your smile,
Your laugh,
The acne that might dot your forehead,
And your eyes.
And I know you truly are perfection.

You're hers.
And I don't want to do anything.
So you are my friend.
And I am your friend.

I think I might be addicted,
My happy little pill.
You make everything all right,
And you fight when it's not.
I've fallen faster than I want to.

You were always perfect.

I stare at your picture,
And smile at yours,
I feel sick,
But the good kinda sick.

Maybe I can fall in love with a photograph.

Because you had to leave.

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