We made these memories for ourselves; remain with songs we've sung and photographs we've taken.

Where our eyes are never closing. Our Hearts are never broken and times forever frozen.

So, you can keep me inside the pocket of your ripped jeans

Holding me closer till our eyes meet. You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home.

And if you hurt me. That's okay babe, only words bleed,

Inside these pages, just hold me tight.

And I won't let you go.

Forever we bonded in the fair songs or the albums of our photos...

🖤🥀