doors
I didn’t expect the memory to be stuck
glued
to the place it was created
but there it is
lingering on the door where you first
came through
the day you came into my life
the day we fell in love
the threshold of reality
if walls could talk
they say.
the door holds more
i think.
the door has seen both sides
the look on your face when you knocked
the anticipation as i opened up for you
yes, i know for sure
the door knows more.