CLOSE THAT DOOR

It was all over
You said, let’s be friends
I knew what you meant
We’d hook up now and then.

Not going to happen
No, I closed that door
You’ll never get through
That’s what locks are good for.

Not long in the making
But, decades of time
Facing the truth
You’d never be mine.

Battled my demons
Fell pretty hard
Crushed and abandoned 
Damaged and scarred. 

A brazen reminder
Of what I went through 
I had to let go
To get over you. 

Regrets and mistakes
A look at the past
Facing the truth
The dye had been cast.

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Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories and songs.

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