Photograph – Ed Sheeran Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes But it's the only thing that I know When it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimes It is the only thing that makes us feel alive We keep this love in a photograph We made these memories for ourselves Where our eyes are never closing Hearts are never broken And time's forever frozen still So you can keep me Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul And it's the only thing that I know, know I swear it will get easier, Remember that with every piece of you Hm, and it's the only thing we take with us when we die Hm, we keep this love in this photograph We made these memories for ourselves Where our eyes are never closing Hearts were never broken And time's forever frozen still So you can keep me Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet You won't ever be alone And if you hurt me That's okay baby, only words bleed Inside these pages you just hold me And I won't ever let you go Wait for me to come home
When it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing that makes us feel alive
We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
And time's forever frozen still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home
Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul
And it's the only thing that I know, know
I swear it will get easier,
Remember that with every piece of you
Hm, and it's the only thing we take with us when we die
Hm, we keep this love in this photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts were never broken
And time's forever frozen still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
And if you hurt me
That's okay baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
Wait for me to come home
Heather Wileman, 08/09/15,
Performance
Heather Wileman, 09/09/15,
Old woman looking through a photo album of old photos of them. This shot then zooms into her face showing her smiling at them.
Heather Wileman, 09/09/15,
Performance
Heather Wileman, 09/09/15,
Photo freezes and zooms out to show the polaroid pictures.
Heather Wileman, 25/01/16,
Shot of various photographs layed out on a table of the young couple and old couple growing up over the years.
Heather Wileman, 09/09/15,
Shot of two older people dancing together, pans down to their feet and fades into younger characters feet dancing together on the beach.
Heather Wileman, 09/09/15,
Performance
Heather Wileman, 09/09/15,
The photo comes to life and the young male and female are splashing one another in the sea.
Heather Wileman, 05/01/16,
Zooms out and goes into another polaroid photo of two older people walking in the park holding hands followed by one of the reaching into their pocket and pulling out a photo of them on the beach when they were younger.
Heather Wileman, 08/09/15,
Photo freezes and zooms out to show the polaroid pictures hung up together.
Heather Wileman, 09/09/15,
Shot focusses of 5 polaroid pictures hung on the wall in their home, this then zooms into one of the photos and it comes to life showing the two older people when they were younger on the pier.
Heather Wileman, 09/09/15,
Make clear that the older male character has an illness. Shot of the older woman helping him into bed and tucking him in.
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
You can fit me
Inside the necklace you got when you were sixteen
Next to your heartbeat where I should be
Keep it deep within your soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's okay baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
When I'm away, I will remember how you kissed me
Under the lamppost back on Sixth street
Hearing you whisper through the phone,
"Wait for me to come home."
Heather Wileman, 09/09/15,
The woman hangs the necklace on the love lock bridge and walks away slowly.
Heather Wileman, 05/01/16,
Polaroid pictures zooms into picture of the two younger people under a lamp post and fades to a shot of two older people in the same place. The male character then fades out to symbolise his death.
Heather Wileman, 09/09/15,
Performance
Heather Wileman, 09/09/15,
Woman wearing locket showing younger photo of them, she looks at the locket and smiles and cuts to a shot of the boy giving the girl the necklace when they were younger. Picture then zooms out becoming still.
