Things*

The second drawer down in my dresser underneath all the clothes there is a box full of things. These are things that all meant something to me at one point in my life. The things all mean something to me, because they bring back the memories of those days every time I go though the box. The letters from people that I haven't talked to for years make me wonder how I could let such good friends just slip out of my life. My half of the best friend charm bracelet from 6th grade amazes me that our friendship survived through all of the high school drama while the other friendships didn't. There's that diamond necklace that my high school boyfriend saved up for months for. I've thought about pawning it, but I just cant make myself do it. Even though there are no feelings there anymore it meant so much to me at one point so still I keep it. The photographs are what make me smile the most. Every single one of them takes me back to that exact moment. Crushes crushes and more crushes, my first day of high school, my first prom, my first drunken night, followed by first hangover, old pets, family get togethers,etc. If I'm feeling down in the dumps, I know I can always go to this box to make me smile. This box is something that I could never throw away all its content will always be valuable to me.