​Looking through
Long lost pictures
The look
Her eyes
The way
She looked at me
Truly loved me
The real thing
Or as close as a woman can get
But memory fades
Only a picture
Can bring it back
Memories so strong
What happened
How does love get lost

There was no single day
No moment
But little by little
Love ebbed away
A disappointment here
A bit of proof there
Realizing the other
Fell short of the ideal

Criticisms
No longer the little gestures
The little notes
The joy
Gone
Even the memory
Faded
Until all that remains
A dusty picture in a shoebox
Of once upon a time
No one else would even care
I wouldn’t even remember
Without the pictures