Scrapbook

I turn the pages
One by one
The faces blur together as they pass
And now it's come to this

Photograph
Just one
That once, long ago
Was my favorite
And now it's come to this

Staring at two people
I don't know
Two people
Who no longer exist
And now it's come to this

Trying to live
A life built on memories
But I don't know him
I don't know myself
And now it's come to this

Everything's changed
Nothing is the same
Anymore... My life is
Everything and nothing
And now it's come to this.
-- 7.14.07