Pictures of a Person

There are pictures on my phone,
100+ of her
Some while we were friends,
Others while we were more

No matter our status,
I miss both so much
Seeing, and thinking about either,
Makes something inside me sore

The pictures while we were friends,
I took them all the time
She would always ask me,
"What for?"

I would say nothing,
Just keep on taking them
She never stopped asking me,
I would always ignore

I thought she was beautiful,
So I took tons of pictures
I never had enough and because of that,
I always felt poor

Every time you let me take one,
It made me smile
I would always think to myself
"Score!"

I enjoyed our friendship,
Truly I did
In spite of the fact,
She was the one I adored

Our first love was ignited,
Late that one night
While for the first time we were laying together,
Down on the floor

We were both happy,
No more denying our feelings
I felt that both our hearts,
Were going to soar

Still did I take pictures,
Only this time she did not question
It made sense now,
Because I was yours

I'll never get over,
Your cute little dimple
Though I had to get over that,
Because I had to explore

The other day,
While we were laying together
I had to take pictures,
Because you would snore :)

All I'm thinking about now
Is the way things were
I somewhat wish that we could go back,
To the time before...