I still have your T-shirt
I’ll admit, I never washed it
And I still have your cap
I know, I should have tossed it

The smell of you still lingers
And I stroke your picture
As I run my weak finger
On the outrageous fixture

An image of you hugging me
Makes the tears in my eyes sting
The way you use to love me
Makes me miss everything

I remember the way you got so involved
When we played a simple game
And I never admitted it, but I loved it
But it’ll never be the same

I don’t remember why we ended it
Why it didn’t last
But I keep looking back at it
I can’t put it in the past

So I guess I’ll put everything in a box
Everything of yours that I kept as mine
I’ll open it when I’m ready to remember
I’ll open it another time

 
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