I returned to my room
and sat down on my bed
I felt very happy and relaxed
I had cleared the memories from my head
I laid there for the longest time,
without a single thought on my mind
Then I rolled over on my side,
looking towards the floor, hating what I did find
I saw the open photo album
still laying in the same place on the floor
I stood up, intending to walk past it
and to again just walk out the door
Each step I took got heavier
So I gave in and dropped to my knees
Slowly I reached for the photo album,
grabbing it with a firm squeeze
I wasn't going to let this happen,
no, not twice in one day
I was just going to pick it up
and then simply put it away
But as I knelt there motionless
I began to feel very weak
So I barely opened it up,
deciding to take just a peek
After all, it's only a little peek
and then I would close it again
One peek at that first page
is only where I began
A peek turned into a glance
A glance turned into a stare
In that stare I got lost
Lost in that memory, right then and there
For just one moment I was right there
I was in your arms, staring eye to eye
Then it all just seemed to crumble away
leaving me with nothing to do but cry
I cried because we were once happy
I cried because I still love you
I cried because there might still be a chance
I cried because I don't know what to do
Once again the photo album was successful
Once again I was left missing what I once had
The photo album is merely a book of memories
Always there to remind me of the good and the bad
 
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