A box full of Things. Things filled with Memories. I remember a lot about You. You were there for me when I needed it. I wasn’t there for You. A box Filled to the brim No room. No space for more. More memories of You. You need more memories of Me. A box full of Hate. Hate is a strong word. Strong people know when to Leave. Leaving is the hardest Part. Part of me will always be with You. You will always be with Me. A box full of Memories. Memories of us when we were Happy. Happy thoughts left with You. A box filled to the brim. And one hole In the shape of You. |