Photo

I see you there in a photo with another, but I know that you are mine,
An innocent moment captured, but it plays constantly on my mind,
I didn't experience your company, just before I had to leave,
That's why this photograph is haunting me, this is why I grieve.

I know our bond was written, a long time ago now,
This saddened sensation grips me, but I am feeling jealous somehow,
I do have issues, we all know that, but things were quite simple before,
I'd would go on my merry way, and you were always at the door.

Please forgive my current crisis, I am glad that fun was had,
But comparing what was normal to now, makes me very sad,
I am temporary grateful I am away from hurt, but still feel down and crappy,
Even when we do have an extra reason, to be extremely happy.

An innocent photo of the joys that were had, boundries respected by all,
But something tells me in the look, it wasn't but might have been more,
I hear your words explaining what happened, and deep down I know you're right,
I don't want to see that photo, and have removed it from my sight.