I have a box that's filled with you;
your thoughts of me, words of adoration and love for me,
and compliments all tucked snug inside.
It was supposed to be a comfort and a constant reminder of why we are together
but now that the drowsy haze of "love" is settling,
I am noticing how small that box really is.
How shallow has this relationship been and why am I just now noticing?
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