Something left behind.

I left something with you,
It still has my name on it,
If you open it you'll see that it is a little crooked at the ends, 
I never knew how to make it even,
I liked it a bit messy,
You know,
It might have lost a little shine, 
Maybe rusted a little,
I like that colour,
Reminds me of the inevitable.
Keep it in your drawer, the one next to your bed,
It has a lock on it,
You don't open it much,
It has things you don't use anymore,
It'll be fine there.
You will not have to take care of it,
It'll be safe there, 
It has gotten used to the darkness.

But remember,
You have something that belongs to me,
And someday, someday I'll ask for it back.