Broken Pieces

My dear in every room of our time together there is a box,
for all the memories that we shared together,
now it is the time to pack away those beautiful memories,
with lot of sadness,pain and with lot of care.

The first one is a simple & yet beautiful smile,
whenever i was thinking about you,
i tired to neatly fold into four,
and that's the best that thing which I could do.

Next are all the memories & moments spend with you,
of the times when we were two & spent time together,
wrapped with lots of love one by one,
and is sealed with tears as glue.

And then there are the butterflies all around,
which I had when you were near & close,
and now they are trapped in a cage of sadness & in dark,
and locked up with a tear.

Next are the times we kissed & looked into each other eyes,
each of which are now wrapped with a sigh,
placed next to a rolled up list,
of all the times I've asked myself why.....why this separation?

Now had to pack are the pieces of my heart,which are broken into pieces
gathered in a pile and scattered everywhere around the room,
each one wrapped up tenderly,
and placed next to a distant smile, knowing it will never come back again.

finally all the shattered wishes & promises,
which are placed in softly so no more can break,
each covering them over trying not to cry,
so they would not all the ache.

lastly dear walking round in each room,
closing each and every window,
shutting each and every door,
leaving behind each and ever pain.

And gathering up the memories we shared,
making sure I've got them all,
packing them softly because I cared,
And leaving them in the boxes for you to pick.