The door is open, and yet I cannot go inside.
I try to move, but my feet are stuck.
I see the glow from your presence.
I call out, but it goes unnoticed.
I try once more and still nothing.
I hear the rumblings in the tress.
To the pots clinging in the kitchen, and yet no answer to my call.
I hear the rumblings once more
It sounds like you and me.
The fights that would last all night.
To love we bring with morning sunrise.
When I look inside, I see something that I have not seen in a while.
I see us and I miss us.
The light is shinning bright from the inside.
I yell once more and still nothing.
Is this real.
I start to wonder why I cannot move.
I then realize that I am stuck.
I am stuck in the way things used to be.
I need to move towards the way thing are.
That we are done.
You and I were not complete.
The match did not last.
So now I must close this door.
Now it is shut.