we open old boxes
staring
at what's inside
yearbooks
letters
cards
first dates
first
loves
(memorials)
accoutrements
of gloried youth
big
plans
big
dreams
places we were going to go
people
we were going to meet
we
were
going
to show everyone
be rich
famous
important
then reality begins
LIFE
begins
so we box up all of our broken stuff
(ambitions, hopes, dreams)
gathering
dust
for days, months, years
until
it's
time
to open closed boxes
and
remember
(forget)
who we used to be