A box,
You are.
Once full of things,
Things I needed.
Things I wanted.
Things I would end up taking for granted.
A box,
You are.
Providing me with my endless needs.
Storing my things safe,
Making sure I was safe.
From the storms,
Cold.
And I thought we would be together forever,
That I would take you along with me,
Trudging through life's challenges together,
Like how we'd always do.
And you'll continue to keep me safe,
Provide me comfort,
And warmth.
And I thought we had all the time in the world,
You and I,
Thus neglecting you as time passes quietly.
And boxes never do stay new,
Indeed not cardboard boxes like you,
Your design-less walls starting to fray,
The once sharp corners of yours starting to go blunt,
And I wished there was a way to fix you.
We were running out of time,
We never had all the time in the world at all.
Nor would we be able to overcome life together.
And I realized I would be alone eventually.
But I still prayed.
Prayed for an eternity we would never be granted.
Prayed for you to stay with me, forever.
Prayed you would forgive me,
For neglecting you,
My poor box.
A box,
My box,
You are,
Were.
Once full of things,
Things I needed,
Things I wanted,
And things I would end up taking for granted.
As now you are empty,
My box.
Without anything left to give,
As I have taken everything you have givenprovided.
I am sorry.
Truly.
(July 21, 2022, 9:48 AM)
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