She bends over to pick up a blank photograph.
On the back it reads "This is as blank as your eyes" ~ secret looker.
She blinked and stared but couldn't remember.
The things,
The late night drinks.
The expensive t.v,
The tears they wept together.
She closed her eyes and imagined it,
But nothing came to her empty mind.
She gripped the white photograph in her hand.
She laid down on her kitchen table, she held the photograph over her head and whispered.
"If your eyes were really as blank as this photo, then they wouldn't have been so easy to forget."
She closed her own and laid it there, right where her mind left off.
