The Third Drawer Down

I let you go today.
And your memory lies
In the third drawer down.
I know exactly where you are.
So whenever I
Feel like feeling pain,
I can just go back
And relive every moment...
From the first time our eyes locked,
To watching you walk away.
From introduction
To lost goodbyes.
I've finally moved on,
Or so I hope.
How long will it last this time?
Until you decide it's time to come back
And destroy me once again.
You don't know the whole story,
You don't know what goes on
Behind the scenes of your little play.
You don't know my secret plots
Of the big finale.
I don't know just how bad
It's gonna be next time.
Just how many pieces
Will my heart break into this time?
I don't think I could take it once more.
I don't think that I could be torn apart again
And be able to live another day.
I can't do it...
Not again...
But how long until
I open up that third drawer down,
And start crying again?
How many tears will I waste this time?
And now I sit,
Staring at that third drawer down.
That's where you are.
That's where I put you.
That drawer scares me.
It draws me near,
Yet repels me,
Just like you did.
Do I want to be destroyed?
Do I want to die?
I'm interested in knowing
If I'm cared about.
And I'm not getting anywhere
By being alive.
The only thing life has brought me
Is pain...
And I can't take it anymore.
I wonder...
What truth,
What solution,
Does that third drawer down hold within?

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