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Faded picture
There you are smiling at me like nothings changed
like it was always the same
Days have turned to nite, and nites into years
some filled with sorrow and tears
every now and then a happy moment,
but for better or worse I've always had your smile to cary me through.
Wrinkled and torn but still just the same.
One smile brings so many emotions
it's made me laugh and cry.
Sometimes looking at those lips mke me die all over inside.
Some think I'm ok, but those who know, can see that my heart has dried and began to rot.
I caress the wooden frame, looking deep with in your eyes once again.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder, then my heart must be the ondest of them all.
I let you fall to the floor, and the glass shatters like another crack in my heart.
I pick up the picture andgaze into whatwas once my past,
but now I must move on because the picture has faded.
You were my princess, and I guess i was your frog.
Never a prince did I become.
You left me waiting for days by the phone with nothing but hope in my heart and a picture on my wall.
I gave you all I had and the times were good, but in the end it wasn't good enough, and you left me without even saying it was the end.
The frame still stands there on my TV, your smile just as bright as it ever could be.
Some things have changed and I've filled part of my vacancies.
You will always have a part you with me
that I can never have returned
I guess all I have left of you is in this frame
and the picture has faded.
Cx Patterson III
