I found some parts of you today

in the box of junk you packed for me.

Seems you wanted me to remember,

while you were forcing me to leave.

As I tore the old tape open,

and the stale air leaked outside,

I found those parts of you

and laid them out side by side.

I carefully looked them over,

the memories came flooding in.

Then smiled as I thought about

how much Ive grown since then.

You packed this box to hurt me,

and you almost had your way.

But the girl you packed this box for,

is no longer here to witness your display.

So I packed your parts back inside

that old and tattered tomb,

and I drug that box down to the curb

for the trash truck to consume.