Boxed

When I see you again, I'm going to give you a box. It'll be a box decorated with a rose. 

In the box will be a number of things, like: 

- all the things I wanted to say to you but didn't

- all the voice notes that I sent but weren't listened to

- the poems written for you that you didn't understand

- my photographs that you didn't open or save

- the cards that you didn't keep

- the handwritten letters that you didn't read

- the conversations that we didn't have because you didn't call

- the laughter that was lost

- the memories never made

I'll give these all to you. It'll be my gift to you. Packed in a box. Tamed and tidy. Years of containment. Years of longing. Years of love.