Faded Glow

~~The place had changed over the years
 almost as much as we had.
 The excitement had traveled on.
 The old seaside town had lost its romance.
 Its Victorian glamor faded into nothingness.
 Perhaps we should not have come back.
 Trying to ignite a flame from cold ashes.
 Those weekends so long ago
 when we came here in love.
 The faded old hotel now closed.
 I think we spent as much time in bed
 as we did in the seaside town.
 Remember the big hotel across
 the road from us.
 We made love
 on the bed in the afternoon
 with the drapes wide open.
 Not caring who saw us.
 Perhaps it was a mistake coming back here.
 Even the photographs seem to know it
 Snapshots of our ashen faces
 with loveless smiles.
 Someone once said
 the camera never lies.