In the corner of my room, a faded photo on the window
Capture moments of a love lost in the sands of a times-pulled channel
A city snapshot, a window to the past
The colours meet you but the memories still last
I stare at the image through the hazy smokescreen
A kaleidoscope of emotions, a vivid dream
Barely stood, hand in hand, though our hearts intertwine
Not just a whisper of a love, long left behind
The faces in the photo, they smile and they grin, mocking me
Reminding me of what could have been
A tear rolls down my cheek, sourly with pain
A photograph that goes to haunt me in the rain