I was cleaning my room the other day
When I came across my past
I wish I could of looked the other way
But I noticed it so fast
I big red box
All full of you
Notes, pictures, gifts
And everything painful you put my through
I thought I thru this away
I asked myself pushing it across the floor
I wish I never cleaned my room
I don't want to think of you anymore
What if I looked through it
Just one time
Now that I got these memories
Stuck in my mind
I took the cover off
My heart began to cry
I never realized
This box holds the silliest things inside
Movie tickets, gum wrappers
A tear rolled down my face
Theres a picture of us on the couch
That was the first day I went to his place
My smile was outragous
He held me like he never wanted me to leave
But I remember that day on the phone
Suddenly I didn't give him what he needs
I pushed the box back under my bed
This time as far as I could
I don't want to see it again
And I never should..
