Old Little Box

I've opened my old little box today
I bet you I've never told you about it
A little box full of happiness and pain
Cause yes, that box is about ya.

I've opened my old little box this time
Not for crying, just recognizing
Old memories burning in my head
Since the day we first met.

~chorus:
Remember how we were kids and how much we've grown?
Oh, but we met 2 years ago...
Remember your high voice
Remember all the noise
You used to do because of werewolves?
We hunt them now, but I still see the little boy
You used to be, with your big big heart
Nothing has changed in the old little box.

I have the old little box on my hands
I hid the key in a safe place
No one ever found it.
The box's not very heavy
Not very pretty
But the real thing are the memories
And the feelings I know that are there.

~chorus:
Remember when we were at the mall and she was leaving?
In the middle of the lobby, we were screaming
Three or six, but you didn't get
So you just looked at me like "Are you mad?"
But I love that you don't understand what I say
But like me, anyway...
I felt it before and I feel it now
Nothing has changed in the old little box.

~bridge:
So maybe things are not the same
Maybe now they have changed
Maybe we're grown ups now
But I don't wanna quit being silly
I don't wanna quit being silly with you
Your big smile, your perfect timing
Your amazing draws, all the times I drowned
Myself thinking about you
Your little eyes, your big coat
I'm talking too much, it's never enough
Every little detail
Becoming a tale
To tell our kids someday...

~chorus:
Remember the time I wrote you this song?
How much it meant and how much it hurt?
Remember the blondies and parties and it all
And the fireworks and hunting and fanfics about
Fiction with a background
Of reality about... us?
I know what we see is not the same anymore
But it's still the same deep inside on my heart.