knock on my door

December 2, 2010
By , wayland, MA
I woke with a tear drenched pillow
and flipped it on to its other side.
There were so many things to say
but so much i couldn't tell

I hid inside my room
until you knocked on my door
then i opened it up
but didn't say anything more

I kept my feelings secret
when you were an open book
but what you didn't hide
was more hurtful than you thought

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