What's Wrong With These Pictures?

It's that time again when my thoughts would wonder through the depths of my mind and wake up the slumbering notion of missing somebody.

It's that time again when suddenly I was reminded that my heart and soul is longing to be touched by another human being.

It's that time again when I long for someone to kiss, to hug and to hold at night.

It's that time again that I long to wake up with somebody still sleeping beside me and watch him dream.

It's that time again...it's that time again.

So what's wrong with these pictures?

It was not me.