If you could open up that part of me labeled,
"Feelings"
You would find so many emotions
you wouldn't even be able to understand them.
You would find memories and dreams
wishes and disappointments
You would find what I feel about you,
but in a million different ways and down a hundred
different paths.
If you could open up that part of me marked,
"Letters"
You would find a hundred unsent unread letters
that are addressed to you.
You would find ideas and stories
'P.S.'s' and 'Dears'
You would find how I signed
each and every last incomparable letter.
If you could open up that part of me called,
"Firsts"
You would find all my firsts with you
From something simple to complex
You would find details and words
looks and kisses
You would find how good I felt when we first met and talked
at camp those few years ago.
If you could open up that part of me stamped,
"Drama"
You would find yourself in many different characters
It would be filled with memories of you telling me how to
play my character.
You would find skits and plays
comedies and romances
You would find what I felt all those times you were up there
putting on a show.
If you could take a journey into my mind and heart
and find that part called,
"You"
You would find words and pages
compositions and journal entries
You would find chapters and articles
diaries and pictures
Deep down inside of me
You would find a book.
