Box

by Em   Oct 23, 2011


Remember when it was just me and you?
Midnight whispers and secrets too.
Staring up at the stars with a fist clenched at the heart,
Still smiling stupidly as the night departs.
Promises and futures all set in stone,
But none of that lasted long.
Broken and tortured,
Laying quiet and still.
Boxes and boxes contain inside;
The feeling that can never be denied.

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