I hear the crickets singing
Raindrops tapping on my roof
I go through all the randomness my mind creates
Scrolling Searching to catch a glimpse
Staring into this world we create
My head and heart are pounding too
Numb .... tired.... broken
But here I am up all night thinking of you
Im here. Present with the past and the boxes I am unpacking
Carefully going through them
Which ones to let go of and the ones to keep...
There are boxes inside of other boxes
The Best and The Worst versions of me
I know there are missing pieces
Frantically searching for the ones I miss the most
As they play like a movie in my mind
I am scared of what I will find
Collections of emotions I have packed away
Stacked on top of and inside of eachother
Safe and sound to go through some day
But as I dig deeper... I found you
While I lay on the cold hard floor
Im surrounded by the memories
I'll will have to put away
Back into their Boxes Where they can be hidden away