Repenting

"Or forgetting...."

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I stood outside your door
Under the trickling rain
Wondering if you’d remember me
And if you would look the same

I whispered your name
Before I rang that bell
I held my breath for an eternity
As though I was under some spell

I could not walk away
I was too afraid to move
Waiting for you to answer
As if I had something to prove

Something more than love
More than hope and devotion
Something far more real
Not just going through the motions

But you never answered
You left me there cold and wet
Retreating back inside myself
Hoping and praying I soon forget

 

 

Published 8 years ago

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