Photograph We're not like this anymore. Neither of us. Your smile's changed, So have your eyes... There's more pain and anger in them now, More hurt and exhaustion You're tired. We're both tired. Time has come between us now, And distance. You're halfway around the world and I struggle to recall the last time I saw your face Or heard your voice Promise me once more, "Everything will be alright" Lie to me once more, "We'll get through this, together" This static memory means everything to me Although, I can't help but wonder Would we have still smiled So sweetly, At each other Had we known things would turn out Like this...?