Pictures They Took

How come all the pictures
They took of us
Were happy?
How come all the pictures
They took of us
Were gay?
I’m not photogenic
Usually my face
Gets in the way

How come all the colors
Were blue sky and sea green
I’m not photogenic
Usually my face
Is never clean

It was a blessed affair
And I guess that it’s over
Though you’re hovering there
That flicker went dark
And I dont mean to stare
But I’m suddenly so alone
And no
I don’t mean to sweat it
But I’m coming apart

You were the one
Who let me down
You were the one
Who crushed my crown
You were the one
Who let me fall
You were the kingdom
After all

I am the one
Who loves you still
I am the buzz
You cannot kill
I am the mansion
In your mind
I am the key
You cannot find