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There's a jar on the counter
Filled with deep purple leaves
And the smells of fuel and berries
And what you mean to me
And I could bring myself to open it
If I only knew
That when the last of it is gone
Your ghost would be, too
I could open that jar
And breathe the memories of before
If I only didn't believe that
It would make me miss you more
I would open that jar
I could crack that seal
If I thought for even a second it
Would lessen the hurt I feel
I think that I could open it
If I thought I knew
That I'm better off without you
(And that you're hurting too)
I could pull the stopper out
If I really thought it true
That the sacrifice inside
Would buy more time with you
I could open my Pandora's Jar
And I would not despair
If I were certain it could buy
One more day to breathe your air
See, there's a jar up on the counter
Full of deep purple leaves
And if I open it, well then,
I'll have to let go of my dreams
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