October 23, 2011
Her ginger hair gently
collapsed into her face.

She always looked
so innocent when I
took her picture.
She looked like the
living image of my love,
beauty buried behind her eyes.

I think I should’ve kissed her
when she was still my girl.

I have to remember
nothing lasts forever.

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