Once

Once,
I wrapped you in ribbons
and tied you to my heart,
carrying you with me
wherever I went.

Once,
I encased you in a red box
locked with a key,
and I never once opened it,
keeping our memories sweet.

Now,
the ribbons are torn
and the box has been opened,
and though I can't keep you nearby anymore,
I'll never forget you.

The End

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