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A boy and girl in a photo, half a century old Long hair on their heads, truly a sight to behold Laughing and having fun, from a time now long past Do they still remember, did their memories last?
A month ago she cursed me and walked out the door, Yet it feels as if she’s been gone for many years. Now that our relationship is over, I love her more. And thinking about her brings me so much pain.
I must thank you Years of family memories Frozen, standstill, captured, timeless. And we shall know your absense By the lost years In our photo albums.
"Just a second," the typical reassuring lie I spoke aloud I stopped more frequently than I had been walking. At first they would wait for me, But after a while it was simply no use to wait for another person
A woman's bare white legs, Cut off just above the knee, The shine of her patent heels, the allure Of the unseen. A telephone-- The old-fashioned kind-- Dropped in from the top edge of the frame.