found this in an old notebook....

Jan 05, 2007 00:59

i pushed you into a box
piece by piece collected
over the little time
we moved so quickly
but made so much of
back when words were sweet
and hands were warm
between the pages
i hid everything
we ever shared
a box of us
that becomes more literal
as each day passes
every letter becomes a paper cut
stinging in my thoughts
and itching in my dreams
i refuse to let your name scar me
when youve forgotten mine

i pushed you out of my heart
into a box
as you swept me into the clutter
underneath your bed
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