I didn’t throw your memory away
I keep it in my head and within my heart
I kept some thing’s and tidily put them away
in a white box with Buddha sitting on the top
Things you held, things you wore and things that still have your smell are in
the white box with Buddha sitting on the top
Silly really I kept these things in case you came back
But I have now come to realise this will never be the case
You will never hold those things or wear those clothes that I kept for you
in the white box with Buddha sitting on the top.
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