I thought I could fit love into a box
And stuff all of its contents into one container
Set it on a shelf and pull it down when the timing was right

I thought I could label it
And categorize all the feelings, people, places, and things
Use colors to code it; all the yellows, reds, and blues

I thought love was black and white
And it either existed or it did not
Waited patiently for it to return when it slipped from my grasp

I thought I could stifle it
And smother it until there was no room to breathe
Hold it down and watch it take its last breath

I thought I could salvage our love
And rescue it from the depths of the deepest ocean
But there was no saving us.
Instead, I just let it go.