The Door

You're all I think about Your eyes are like the oceans depth So beautiful and blue I can see myself I know it's wrong for me to think of you that way And I know it's wrong that you can hurt or light my day But every time you look directly in my eyes I just want to make you mines Open the door and I hope it's you I open the door to see it's not true Oh why do I always let you inside? When all you do is tear me up and make me cry But I open up the door I open up the door I open up the door for you Every time Everything I see makes me think of you From the cauliflower stalk to Bill and Ted part 2 I miss you with all my heart and soul I miss you even though I know you don't But every time someone's mentions your name I realize my feelings have stayed the same Open the door and I hope it's you I open the door to see it's not true Oh Why do I always let you inside? When all you do is tear me up and make me cry But I open up the door I open up the door I open up the door for you Every time One day I'm gonna close it One day you'll knock and I won't open That day is coming soon I closed the door Even though it was you

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Timothy Hicks

Date: 10/28/2014 1:31:00 AM

You're good at repetition, and how it all built up to the last line. The message I got from this is that you can only take advantage of someone's kindness for so long. Pretty soon, when that door closes it'll finally hit him just what he has been missing out on. Another wonderfully written poem!

Caleah Buil
Date: 11/2/2014 6:21:00 PM

Awww thank you!!! It's repiticious mostly because they're songs I've written. That started off as poetry and I created a tune in my head for it. But it's true. Everyone has a limit. And in here I reached it.