Pictures

I cropped his face out of the pictures I had of us together. I think back on them and wonder what he was thinking when he took them with me. If that smile on his face was genuine. I knew he loved me. You can't fake those feelings.

There was a picture of him and some other girl. And they were somewhere he had never gone with me... because he didn't want to go there with me. It makes me feel sad. I wanted to go everywhere and anywhere with him, and I still feel that way.

I miss the talking... I miss his brown eyes looking into mine. I miss the connection we had that I can't seem to find with anyone else... at least right now. Maybe someday there will be someone else. It's not what I want.