Doors
“When one door closes, another one opens,”
People had always told me;
But when he left through a door,
I felt like I could not breathe. The door was locked, it would not budge
No matter how hard I tried.
It would not open when I begged,
When I pleaded, or when I cried.
Every time I heard your voice from behind the door
Or someone said your name,
My heart would do a little flip
And then point fingers at the one to blame. “Ignore the door,” people said,
“It’s closed and will never open.”
But I kept hoping and holding on;
I became more broken. A key was once slipped under the door
And I was able to peek back into his life,
But nothing I said would bring him back;
It cut me open like a knife. Other doors opened
And new people
“When one door closes, another one opens,”
People had always told me;
But when he left through a door,
I felt like I could not breathe. The door was locked, it would not budge
No matter how hard I tried.
It would not open when I begged,
When I pleaded, or when I cried.
Every time I heard your voice from behind the door
Or someone said your name,
My heart would do a little flip
And then point fingers at the one to blame. “Ignore the door,” people said,
“It’s closed and will never open.”
But I kept hoping and holding on;
I became more broken. A key was once slipped under the door
And I was able to peek back into his life,
But nothing I said would bring him back;
It cut me open like a knife. Other doors opened
And new people