I stood in the doorway
waiting to hear
the words most wanted
baby I love you, stay near
but instead a cold stare
haunted
the ghost like countenance
you bore
spoke volumes
as I clung to the door
hoping for a moment
of brief repose
you struck hard
while my guard was down
you led me down the path
when you took my hand
we flourished and we fought
but finally in the end
the world caught up
I stand in the doorway
waiting for the words
but quietly and solemnly
I leave the past behind
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Submission Name: Silence
