They, whomever they are, say that a picture says a thousand words.
In some instances, a single picture can only remind you of things you long to forget.
A girl you loved and when she fell asleep next to you the only thing you wanted to do was kiss her goodnight.
A picture of how happy you were while you sat next to her, just 30 minutes before your mother found out that you were gay.
Your jacket that she would wear and just how fucking gorgeous she was
Her innocent eyes are burning past the hate
But you could never find your self permanently erasing that picture or even forgetting.
So, yes, a picture is worth a thousand words but some should not speak at all.
