My Old Sole

I'm like a pair of wore out shoes get toss aside when that new pair is brought  in to take my place without knowing left in the corner wanting love but
I have all the secrets, memories, dreams, first kisses, fights, break-ups, make-ups
Those moments where you were alone thinking those thoughts of self worthlessness
The moments when you got that call that made you drop the phone
When you felled and broke your arm
the lost of your best friend all to gain a new one
the first song you wrote
The moment of emotion overload
So as I sit in this corner collecting dust i know you will come back for I hold 
The Past the  Future and the Present