I'm in the back of your mind.
I'm just that cardboard box of old memories that everyone
leaves on the top shelf,
Allowing it to dust over.
She's in the front of your mind.
She's the box of prized possessions
You look at and think about every day.
What do I mean to you?
Nothing?
Nothing at all?
I want to mean something to you,
I want to mean more than a dusty cardboard box.
Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 10:15 PM UTC
I'm in the back of your mind.
I'm just that cardboard box of old memories that everyone
leaves on the top shelf,
Allowing it to dust over.
She's in the front of your mind.
She's the box of prized possessions
You look at and think about every day.
What do I mean to you?
Nothing?
Nothing at all?
I want to mean something to you,
I want to mean more than a dusty cardboard box.
