Current location:	Inside a box
Current mood:	nostalgic
Current music:	Josh Joplin · Camera One
Entry tags:	boxes

You're playing you now (take a bow)...
So much can fit in a box.
When you're a kid, its everything to you, anything you want it to be. That world of your own.
Not anymore.
What I'd give to go back.
Now its just old cardboard filled with memories and nostalgia.

(All that duct tape couldn't hold everything in)

Whatever happened along the way? When did they stop loving eachother?
I found some cards (in a box), they were in love at some point, there was love between all of us at some point. When did we fade? When did all of us fall apart?

When did I let myself grow up?
I promised myself I wouldn't allow that.

What now?
...Now that everything has fallen apart?

This isn't even all thats going through my head right now.
Not even the beginning.


All of that fits into a box...
...All of that and more.

(...Im gonna need some more duct tape)