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's 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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