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.