Poem
"Put Them in a Box"
Loving you is hard
My heart is smashed
There’s not much left
Its made of glass
I’m scared to say them
Those three little words
The second they’re said
They kill my world
I don’t want to get hurt
I’ll have to find what’s left
The pieces I had
My ex has kept
In me somewhere
You’ll find the rest
Take good care of them
Please do your best
Put them on a shelf
In a little glass jar
Put the jar in a box
Surrounded by bars
Make the box out of steel
And the bars of metal
The pieces are few
The pieces are little
Take care of what’s hidden
I love you so much
Giving you the pieces
Is way too tough
I’d be so lost
I wouldn’t know what to do
If I said those words
And you didn’t say them too
So here’s what’s left
Take good care
Just promise me
That you’ll always be there
^ I wrote this for Robert. It just says that I'm sick and tired of getting hurt.
Loving you is hard
My heart is smashed
There’s not much left
Its made of glass
I’m scared to say them
Those three little words
The second they’re said
They kill my world
I don’t want to get hurt
I’ll have to find what’s left
The pieces I had
My ex has kept
In me somewhere
You’ll find the rest
Take good care of them
Please do your best
Put them on a shelf
In a little glass jar
Put the jar in a box
Surrounded by bars
Make the box out of steel
And the bars of metal
The pieces are few
The pieces are little
Take care of what’s hidden
I love you so much
Giving you the pieces
Is way too tough
I’d be so lost
I wouldn’t know what to do
If I said those words
And you didn’t say them too
So here’s what’s left
Take good care
Just promise me
That you’ll always be there
^ I wrote this for Robert. It just says that I'm sick and tired of getting hurt.