Shadows and Regrets by Yellowcard

hello

two hugs and
i feel

(that sliver), that thing,
that

thin pencil shaving of regret,
shadows

on my wall
and

the dry shaking film
in

my hands, negatives
dripping themselves
clean

on my heart

i feel it (like)
that

moment of emulsion

when light reverses:

things become clear.
(in black and white)
i

write it down and
take your picture, but most of all

i remember

the creaming phase,
when our hearts
floated

all flaked and
disheveled

to the surface,
(unattached)

out of focus
and immiscible

forever...