and i'm starting off with yours
no quick glanses, just harsh rejection
no words that'd do me right, not your affection
i'm now passing all the hallways,
descending off the stairs.
i'm cleaning up my act
but you're still messing up my hair
and when i did my round,
when i'm all through and done
i keep thinking about that door, that special one
you kept quiet for a night but you knocked me awake
i wish i could bitch you off,
asking if you learned from your mistakes.
at first i let you peak, next is an embrace.
we love each other right? we know we do anyway.
i guide you to my door, my safe place once again.
no romantic movies, books and songs,
just an open end.
~sev.
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