Pictures Of You

The heart has its reasons
Everything happens in seasons
You are gone and cold winter has begun
Like with everything else, this too shall pass

We were pretty people
Living in ugly times
You got your heart broken
I was just toying with rhymes

Does your heart still pine for me?
Or does it skip for another pair of eyes
Once, as if in an old dream,
You had told me some beautiful lies

Where does the good go?
As the song says
Love does not arrive or depart
It just, always, is

Now all I have is pictures of you
Laughing, crying, singing
Colourful and moving
I laugh, cry and sing with you

All I have is pictures of you,
And I can look at them whenever I want.