A Knock at the Door

November 16, 2017

A knock at the door
And my heart starts to race
Just the thought of you
and your smiling face

 

The nights are the greatest
But the mornings I dread
Because when I wake up
It’s just me in my bed

 

It never unexpected
it’s happened countless times before
but that's never stopped me
from reopening the door

 

Again and again
I sit waiting for you
But to what extent
could I ignore what I knew

 

If your not going to stay
Don’t knock on my door
My ripped apart heart
can’t take it anymore

 

You can’t make up your mind
So now it’s my turn
Yet still to this day
For the knock I yearn






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