2008-09-11 - 8:43 p.m.

Lover, you should have...

Quit knocking
At red doors
Searching for some way
To get me to press your buttons.
How is it that you knew
Right where to find me?
All these words
That once belonged to you...
Did they burn your eyes?
Did you bother to look?
Or was your mission
Less complicated?
Come sniffing like a dog
For what's between my legs.
Remember when
You were looking only for me?
Or was that some
Misplaced memory
On my part?
I miss you, love,
But that door is closed
And your intentions frighten me
Too much to let you back in.
And if I were to change my mind,
The consequences would be too dire.
Too many explanations
Would have to be conjoured.
Walk away.
Don't linger at the entrance.
Too much has happened, love.
Let's pretend like this never happened.

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