I think I was there. On your shoulder? In the van? At home with mom? Only unanswered questions remain.
You stopped there for a moment and saw this picture through your lens. The same lens I found in a box on your bookshelf this Christmas. This is your view. Your eyes are watching this very moment. And though both of you no longer exist, not long ago a parallel universe kept you both alive. I just never looked. And now this moment is all that remains.