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Sitting in my pocket
Is your photograph
I take it out for kicks
To see if I will laugh

My fingers rub the edges
They knick a little tear
Im looking for the love
But I cant find it there

I look down at the ring
Count the stars again
I remember those old days
When I called you a friend

Fumbling with the necklace
The one I always wear
I look at all the features
But I cant find love there

I look back at the notes
Reading aloud each one
Remembering the days
When we had so much fun

The black bracelets never broke
With them I took great care
Staring at my wrist
But I cant find love there

Reading all those poems
So many I have written
Showing my emotion
I was completely smitten

I look up to the sky
Without a single care
Counting once again
But I cant find love there

Items and memories
They dont carry your love
Only you do my dear
The one im always thinking of