Music box
Are you there for me?
Will you always be there?
I listen to my music box
whispering your love for me.
Now you are gone and I am silent,
surrounded by our memories,
overwhelming, but dear memories.
But I still listen to my music box.
Maybe because it was your first present,
maybe because I am delicate like a child;
I listen to my music box
screaming that you completely forgot me.
I still recover after our break-up,
but I plucked up courage to delete you,
I broke your box and bought another.
And now I listen to my new music box!