Sammy the box

The boxInside this boxis a photograph holding all our memoriesnever been discoverednever been observed

It’s hiding

These memories are mostly missedone from anotherseeing usbut I will rememberfor you, for me, for anyone

even when they fade awaythey’ll still be in my hearthiding insidemany more memories to comelive themnot just think them

what can be unveiledwould I be able to remember themwould I be able to recognize themto make them believeabout everything

maybe there could be many moreit could be that these will be the lastand that’s all there isinside this box

every box in the worldis like this