The Box

He told me that the key to his heart was lost and couldn't be found...
Those words they broken my heart and shattered it without making a sound....
Then he smiled and took out a box wrapped in hearts..he said to keep it close....
He made me promise to not open it until he said...but he said it's what I needed the most...

I sat and stared at the box until after he left...He called me that night.....
Opening that little box took all I had, and gave me a reason to live and each day to be bright..
I asked him when I could open it up...
He laughed and said egar much???

Two years went by and I forgot about the box, I decided it wasn't important....
One day I was going threw a drawer and saw it...sparking me again with intrest..
You walked through the door
And said I wouldn't have to wait anymore...

I ripped the paper off and opened the box....
A wilted rose was at the very top.....
after I moved it and the tissue paper I saw a key.....
You said I was the only one who could have it, you swore it belonged to me....

I pulled it out and it was attached to a neclace....
I smiled as you gently held my face...
I turned around as you clasp it around my neck...
I knew it was perfect..the way it felt...

I turned back to look at you and you where on your knees...
Reaching in your pocket and pulling a box out that you said was only for me..
Slowly breathing you opened it to reveal a ring...will you marry me you ask??
I think the scream said it all....we've been together ever since and I wouldn't change a thing...

It's funny how a box could make me live..
How it could show all the love you had to give....
I asked why you waited so long for me to open it
And you said...I want my love to be something you wouldn't soon forget......