He took a picture of her
The door way acted as a frame
The lights above flickered
So much that he could use it as a flash
She smiled the kinda smile that would even make the Mona Lisa cry
The couple at the back of the room in awe
At the sight of her
He remembers why he fell in love
Each time she does it
And each time he feels like it’s ever lasting
But deep down he knows each smile could be her last
The last one that he sees