My Box of You

Why is it that your memory still lingers?

Etched in my mind as were our entwined fingers

So, I’ve compartmentalized you in my head and put you away,

In a box shut so tight, so your thought does not repeat and replay

It’s your mischievous smile and that voice I imagine

Bringing a smile to my face every time it happens

My mood up lifter, my stress buster

The calculated risk taker, but never a punter

Never did I think that it would be this tough,

To consciously let go of, even though I was sure enough

It’s not however that I wished I had never met you,

Just didn’t want to lose myself like I did and then the need to pull through

And I know time will pass by and your presence will fade,

But I would gladly do it all over again, as you were my best trade.