This is a very serious text post with no hidden meaning.
last kissor all too well?
"Photo album on the counter. Your cheeks are turning red. You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin sized bed. Your mother’s telling stories about you on the tee ball team. You taught me about your past thinking your future was me. And I know it’s long gone and there was nothing else I could do and I forget about you long enough to forget why I needed to."