A box

I've seen you through many of your struggles.
I've seen you get hurt time after time.
I continue to offer you my help but,
All you say is no.
I've tried so many times you've just resorted to,
First, make a cuckold out of me.
Then, throwing me out on the street.
So I leave as you so harshly suggested.
But, I would like to leave you with one thing.
This box.
In this box, I've left some things I hope you'll want someday sooner or later.
The first, are my eyes, so that you can see how I see you.
The most beautiful being I will ever see.
Perfect no matter what you may think.
Second, is my ears so you can listen to all the beautiful things my mind whispers to them throughout the day.
From your amazing laugh,
to how much I love hear you sing.
Every note making me fall deeper and deeper in love with you.
The third, are my hands so whenever you become scared you can wrap them around you and keep you safe.
When you're sad you can use them to comfort you.
The fourth, is my strength.
Whenever you become weary, I will carry you to safety.
I will help you in all future en-devours.
The fifth is a pinky swear.
I will never do anything to hurt you again.
You will always be apart of what made me who I am.
That will never change.
The sixth is my beating heart.
Feel as my pulse speeds every time I hear your name,
Or the sound of your voice.
Feel as it would almost explode every time I felt your lips against mine.
The last, is my love, which courses through each of the others, in everything they do.
My eternal love no matter the circumstances.
Take this box and do whatever you wish with it.
Please treat it with care.
I know this may seem like a burden now,
Since you probably don't want it,
but, I just ask you hold onto it,
At least for a while.
Maybe one day you'll realize your importance to me.