A lack of space - something has to go. A heart shaped box - kept beside my bed, for thirteen years or thereabouts, since the days when those three words still meant something. And hidden within - a lighter, free with tokens on cigarette packets, from when I had nothing better to do than smoke. Two herbal throat sweets and one white pill. Three buttons - two black, one white (ownership unknown). One tarnished silver earring (ownership known). A little white crystal, quite possibly of magic origin. And a perfume sample that she says smells like rosemary while I disagree.
And something secret - something treasured that now needs to be set free, thrown away or returned to the sea.
5 comments:
i can't help wondering about the unknown ownership buttons - i wonder if someone/thing is missing them... love and priceless advice...x
No empty cold boxes, but very hot beloved symbols.
A difficult decision I can understand, may you never regret it
oh this speaks to me, at once the unknown gathered clutter and the once precious that needs to be set free. And I am a great beleiver in achieving emotional freedom through symboloic setting free
Nice those little tactile things that collect.
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