Each one a box
Filled with stories
Memories that may
Or may not be true
Hopes and dreams
Coloring the walls
Soon to be
Redecorated by
The next occupant
I move on
In my head they remain
To be wandered
At will.
Am I remembered
Or was I forgettable?
A blip in time
Easily erased
Painted over
Or wall papered
Only to be seen
By some future
Restoration expert
In the paint chip
Removed from the wall