she said she wanted to save this moment forever
in pictures and polaroids (and pieces of people)
she wanted to keep this.
she said she loved me.
(but she also said she was leaving me.)
the thing about promises, is that they hold bits of our hearts,
and they were made to be broken.
so take those smiles made on film, and leave, and keep the polaroids, to forget me.
she said perfect. she smiled polaroids.
and she stole everything.