A picture of You

A picture is worth a thousand words.
Your picture is worth a million words.
Yet I relay the million words to myself ten times over anyone else.
I found a statement within those words.
“What will I do when you leave”.
And the words echo in my head,
Pushing aside every important though until you take over.
My thoughts held captive to you.
To my own sweet heart.
To the second part of me.
A picture of you is almost a thousand words.
My memory gives way,
Releasing a flood of memories of you,
Like a flowing tide on a vacant shore.
Words to describe my feelings for you we’re lost in the tide.
And so I stand quiet.
Trying to remember.
Waiting for the words to appear in my hands.
I stare at an empty palm with the salty tide stinging my eyes,
And I begin to cry.
Is that really why I cried?
Was it because I’m forgetting everything about you?
I stare into a deep blue reminding me of you,
And I dive in after my lost memories.
A picture of you is worth one word.
Love.