Searching through the box of memories
I find the reasons why i loved you
And why i still do
I find the old notes
The pictures of fun
And wonder where have they gone
I want to cry remembering our past
But smile at the times of love
And that picture of our first hug
This box i hide away somehwere
But the memories i keep close at heart
I wish it hadn't ended, but i'm glad we had a start
sweet poem
Get a life
Hey Molly,
I loved this poem so much! It reminded me of me and my best friend. We had a huge fight awhile ago, and I put all of our notes, and pictures into a box in the top of my closet. When I was sad about what happened, I would look though the box, and try not to cry. Even though you're probably not talking about your best friend, I know exactly how you feel! Please read some of my poems if you have time. thanks.
*REBECCA*