I feel like talking to an empty box that won't answer <br />an empty box that will only let me hear... <br />myself <br />my thoughts <br />my empty words... <br />I feel like talking to an empty box I know won't listen <br />to part with no good byes <br />as usual... <br />I feel like crying in your shoulder <br />to hold you tight and don't let go... <br />as it seems to be <br />in my dreams <br />with no pain <br />nor with screams <br />nothing that seems to be <br />out of life, <br />filled with pride <br />only thee... <br />where the box... is no more <br />but I hear, your sweet voice <br />just like music in my ear <br />in my thoughts <br />in my heart <br />and we'll flee...you and me <br />to a place... <br />in my dreams.<br /><br />Lilly Solares<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-empty-box/
