a thousand photos static a noise of nothing and everything unsaid a hundred letters written a promise kept and a thousand photos never never to be taken haunted by eyes that promised me everything but saw only nothing a hundred letters of hollow broken words smile for the camera now my beautiful model of perfection a smile worth less than our words a hundred letters for you and a thousand photos never taken, not by me i could only take you but it meant nothing, silly me.   - JT 12:05am, March 14, 2008   <-- Back to the poetry menu.