through the years, i never got the strength to remove them.
those picture frames on my bedside table, haunting me with memories of -- whatever happened an eternity ago.
every day i wake up, and they're the first thing i see.
and every day, maybe it hurts a little less.
our smiles were beaming on the now-fading photographs, but,
were we really happy?
today, i woke up and knew.
this had to stop.
i hope you like your pictures facing down, because i certainly do.
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shooting stars for no one [ completed ]
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