To be the faded image in your back pocket

How did I ever earn the privilege to be loved by you

Memories turned into keepsakes because we couldn’t let go

If you look hard enough you’ll see the cake I dropped on the floor

In the corner sat the chair that couldn’t sit anyone else

-It had weak knees-

And though the brightness has faded I still see the shine in your eyes

Look at me and I come to life 

And on the day I take my last breath I hope your face is the last I see

Add it to the list of faded images that I’ll keep with me forever