9:37 PM.

I keep memories with you in a mental lockbox. 

I keep looking at the clock, but I still can’t find the right time

to open it up. 

I’m afraid I might lose the key.

I keep memories of you in a mental lockbox

that I will only open up when the time is right; 

when it feels okay to remember the breathtakingly beautiful story we wrote together.

When I can read it again without wanting to scribble out words, 

rip pages, and edit the book. 

I keep memories of you. 

Do you?

Reviews

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Beautifully written! Sometimes we lock memories away for another day, and sometimes we may not want to unlock that memory!