It's Nice Picture Frame

Our picture sits on my shelf,
In it's nice picture frame.
Your beauty, it flows,
While I'm kind of lame.
I take a glance,
And see our smiles.
If yours went missing,
I'd walk all the miles.
Our love was premature,
It came so soon.
And with summer,
We let it bloom.
I'm kind of scared,
I will not lie.
You seem confused,
And kind of shy.
You've never been here,
You don't know what to do.
It's so frustrating,
But I don't blame you.
So if you promise,
Then I shall too.
And with our hearts,
We'll create something true.
The beginning of this,
The beginning of it all.
Sits on my shelf,
And tells of love's first fall.