I remember when I first met you.
The night you first said I love you.
Been a while since then, those were perfect picture moments, when you were mine.
This isn’t the you I knew before; I guess you weren’t the one I was looking for.
Oh, it’s not a picture perfect moment, not what I remember. It seems to me like you’re shutting
Everyone out, behind the closed door like you’ve forgotten how to love me right. My happiness is gone, in a blink of your eyes. How can something that feels so right be so wrong? All the white lies you handed me that night each one worth a thousand words. Started with I and ended with “E” It’s been so long since then, when you were mine. It’s not a perfect picture moment, not how I remember you.