Pictures-NaPoMo 27 of 30

A life lived through pictures

How stories are shared

Capture the essence of the moment

For people not even there

Memories were made

And I wasn't there. 

And it tears up me inside

That in people's minds

When they remember that time

I'm not a part of it

Consequences unforeseen

At the start of it all

Just let me look at the pictures 

Feeling oh so small

Fireworks in Africa

When I think of you

I hear high pitched noises

And explosions of fireworks

Bright lights giving me a twinkle in my eye,

A blanket of warmth in the cool breeze,

Security in the chaos.

As long as I'd like to prance in a field of tulips
Where our two lips can find each other
The brown dirt that separates us
Is growing longer with every sunrise
And when the night falls
My hopes of a real romance
Dwindle as the curse sets in
I am strangled with the telephone cord
Losing my breath
Growing faint
Not knowing if I have enough strength to continue to miss you
My world is growing hazy
And I begin to dream
I'm floating across the ocean
To a faraway place.