I was looking through my photos today
A fond trip down memory lane
Remembering stolen moments with you
Trapped in the photographs grain

Skipping hand in hand through the woods
To our secluded and secret place
A blanket spread across the ground
As beside us the river raced

The birds twittering away in the hedges
The suns warmth upon our flesh
Alone at least to consume our love
The memories are still so fresh

Now all that remains is a tombstone
And a handful of photos of us
I still remember trying to cheer you up
"Tomorrow, you could get hit by a bus" :p