sifting through weathered photo albums
looking for gloriously aged polaroids of places you have never been.
A place to accept that you don’t really exist.
"Smile for the camera sweet heart,
I really want to immortalize this moment"
But just remember the first step in forgetting is destroying all the evidence.
With friends like you who needs subtext.
THIS IS A 44.
CALIBER LOVE LETTER STRAIGHT FROM MY HEART.
Straight from my heart (deal with it)