Journaled Volume Three | Page 15

Both he and I thought

Love never again to be sought

Your face I draw

In a mirror

Your face I no longer saw

You disappeared from me

Wandered, you were drawn

Into another picture

Mine would no longer match

Lingering away slowly

You became someone else's catch

Latch on they say

Latch on

You can only be her picture for so long

An artist needs a new canvas

Be my new song

Leaving never realizing