tarnished tangibles
It's an old music box; silver-plated with small intricate designs around the key hole. The tune plays exactly how it did a month ago, how it played last year. No relationship can be left off without leaving you with some kind of emotion. So rewind, then replay the feeling when you shared laughs and dreams. The tune will sound the same, filling you with similar feelings-it's tangible. Over time, it does get tarnished. The intricate designs will still be there. A longer wait leaves you with a harder turn of the key to open the lock. I know the box use to be silver. I remember a really funny, pointless joke and the melody still plays the same. I hold the box, old and tarnished.
dear tarnished tangibles,
i have lost the polish.
dear tarnished tangibles,
i have lost the polish.