A life of contentment,
A life of bliss,
A life filled with commitment,
A life filled with joy.
But it was never whole,
never complete,
an empty house,
darkness, through that door.
And then you knocked,
you knocked.. and then some more,
you penetrated my wall,
you came through my door,
you gave me hope,
you showed me more.
With that open door,
you come in and go,
you come when in need,
you go as you please....
I'm hurt,
but I can't let you go,
you're always through,
through my open door.
I hate that I can't hate you,
I hate that I can't stop wanting you,
I hate that I'm addicted to you...
So please,
help me hate you,
help me forget you,
help me close... that open door.
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Tuesday, 23 December 2008
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