_They say a picture _

_Is worth a thousand words,_

_Maybe even more…_

This pocket-sized portrait,

This photo in my hands,

A representation of the

Greatest days of my life…

_The days I was with _

_You…_

It’s just a simple picture,

Us before a sunset,

Fingers intertwined,

Hearts intertwined,

_Even our very souls_

Were intertwined.

This moment wasn’t

Unique,

Together we saw

Many sunsets,

But this was our first…

_The most memorable…_

_The moment I really fell in love with you…_

It may be

Just a picture,

But it says

More than I

Ever could.

“I _love_ you.”

Three words

That I couldn’t bring myself to say…

Three words

That haunt me to this day…

So many feelings

Locked inside this photo,

Ones that never got the chance

To be expressed.

_Love…_

_Affection…_

_Care…_

So many feelings

We could’ve shared.

_But neither of us ever_

_Cared to…_

I wish I could

Turn back time

And speak the words

Held in this photo

To you,

To your face.

You were so special,

But I let you go,

Now all I have to show

For years of affection

And romance

Is a pocket-sized portrait…

How could something _so small_

Take up _so much_

Room in _my heart?_

It may be small,

But when I didn’t speak,

This photo said it all…