That Door
We exchanged words
Harsh words over nothing, nothing at all
Harsh words over something long forgotten
Harsh words which are critical
so critical now to recall and to relive
over and over again…
You were ready to drop the matter
You were ready to relent and apologize
I was not ready to drop the matter
I was not ready to relent and apologize
You were the adult, I was the child
I reversed the roles, you reversed them back
You offered your hand, I refused your hand
I refused and let you walk out that door
Yes, I let you walk out that door
That front door, that door to forever
the last time I didn't talk to you
the last time I didn't say I love you
the last time I saw you
the last time I saw you alive…
Copyright © Tim Ryerson | Year Posted 2013
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