i'll miss you till its over, lets make this quick

i see pictures of myself in moments i'd rather forget... i can’t even recall her name, but she stands close to me. forever remembering the moment as it lies printed in a photo. to the outside, it seems a happy couple. on the inside, in that moment i wished, i wished the photo would come out with you instead of her heads tilted next to one another. forever only lasts in prints, these old pictures are the only forever i can reach only the evidence can retrace the steps each one shows perfection, until the very end. and there is no picture for the end, it’s the instant history omits we’ll be happy together forever, not in life, only on paper.