I looked down at a picture of us
When we first fell in love
So happy, so free
Back then I was... me
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Love is such a strange feeling. It pulls us together and falls us apart and finally makes us free in a shattered life......Nice poem Sara!
Very well titled because it can not only mean that of a frame in a literal sense but also that of an emotional frame being shattered after losing someone you love. Well written.