I know I reside,
In your mind
Somewhere.
Maybe I'm far away,
But you never stray too far from mine.
Your photograph
In my mind,
Is pristine, shiny.
Traces of tears line the edges.
But you would never know.
My photograph
Is most likely
Somewhere in your mind,
Crumbled,
Ripped,
Faded.
I wasn't worth keeping.
I come across your picture often,
It reminds me of smiles,
And teasing,
And honest to goodness friendships,
And times before things stopped mattering.
I know I can't keep coming back to your picture...
But to me, right now
You are home.
