What the Future Holds

I propose a toast, will you hold up your glass? The past has clouded both our minds, but also it has made us wiser. So here's to the future, but what does that hold? The future is a door of mystery. It will knock and you will have to decide if you want to open it. The knock gets louder and louder, the louder the knocking gets the more you stop to think. The past hurt so much, the decision is hard. Wondering, what does the future have in store for me? Is it anything like the past? For if it is, leave me alone! Then you expand your mind, your thoughts ring out. The knocking gets louder and louder with more speed. Your hand is reaching for the door knob, suddenly the door blows open throwing you back, you look up to only to notice another door yet, this door is bigger, and the knocking begins once more, this time its harder than before, you cover your ears to muffle the sound. then the door opens slowly. Fragments of love, lust, hate, and hurt fly from this door. the tears running from your soft eyes trinkle down your face on to the floor you look only to see three more doors. they are labeled love, hate and hurt; but there is only one key. Love your afraid of, hurt is a friend, and hate is a mixed emotion. So, now your left on your own, many questions need to be answered. The decision is yours, but which door am I behind.