I want to put all of our pictures
In to black and white
Preserving the nostalgia
Never to lose sight
The moments blessed
The angel’s gifts
As they watched our every move
We lived the moment
Full of bliss
Nothing there to prove
It was real, it was then
And everything we felt
Doesn’t have to be let go
Doesn’t have to end
Though its unconventional
And the cards are stacked
We can wait
Its only time
And we’ll get it back
So don’t get caught up in the now
The should be, could be days
We can create the memories
In lots of other ways
Life is long
And we are strong
And God will guide our way
We must have faith
That we belong
Together come what may
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