Digging thru my dark green box
Reading letters of dark descent
Holding treasures, and God knows why
I saved them for my own lament

Priceless pieces, so hardly gold
But rusted over and falling apart
Bittersweet thoughts of adoration
Of a faded dream, of a wounded heart

Tucked away where I could not see
Stolen away so I would not recall
Hidden under the bed for sanity's sake
To keep myself present, not tempted to fall

And tonight, here I am, prying open the lid
Peering into the depth of my past desires
That I'd held for so long, I didn't remember
Until I saw his picture again...

Fleeting thoughts overwhelming my head
Remembering why I'd loved him so much
His unsure remarks, his silly dreams
I shuddered gently at the thought of his touch

Seeing his smile break kissing my face
Opening up naive, and with no reason why
Then coming home bruised and not really sure
Why I bothered or gave any effort to try

Opaque dreams shattered my soul built around him
But the memories feel like silk on my skin
They come so warm, but left me so cold
And I wonder, without them, how would life had been?

Vivid memories rejoice in my heart
All the bitter innocence has finally melted away
Replaced with an infinite love for myself
Yet I am not scared to feel it again...