How would you know? When everything around you's changing like the weather of a big black storm. And who would you turn to? Had I a ghost, a shadow at the most. But I wouldn't trouble your mind with a childish design of how it all should go. But I love you so. When it all comes clear, when the wind settles, I'll be here you know.

You said the hours were ours. Darling, I'll grow weary, happy still, with just the memory of your face.

Gracious goes the ghost of you. And I will never forget the plans and the silhouettes you drew here.

dress by For Love & Lemons

photos by Kara Beth Nixon