The Wrong Way Always

Neatly framed
And arranged.
Your photographs
All face inward.
Hiding them from
The world, while
They surround you
With secret memories.
Everyday I see
Their wooden backs
Turned on me. 
And wish I knew
What it is that
They protect.
And what it is that
You will not share.
Because
I am always
Facing outward. 

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