I covered it in white tape
I wrote your name on it
It's filled with your notes
And our pictures
I even put that scrapbook you made me inside
There's a red box
It has the necklace, bracelet, and even the mood ring
So many memories
So much time
So much love, balanced out by hate
I just added our last condom
From that night we spent together
Kinda ironic that a year ago we used our first
It makes me sad
I never expected this to end
But I had wished that it wasn't going to be like this
A heart can only take so much
Before it stops giving
Our tears, captured on notes, are closed in there
It must be lonely in there
I just hope the pain subsides
I don't want to be forever trapped inside
Your shoebox
