The wristband from my first concert

A faded picture of my grandpa

An old friendship bracelet

And a hotel key

 

My first cars keychain

And a ticket from the theater

A wrinkled love note

And my mothers old ring

 

Sometimes we forget they’re there

But we know their tucked away safely,

I drop my remote off my bed

And find myself lost in a world of what used to be

 

I wonder how I’ll fit all the memories I have of you

Into one of these