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Think Before you Close the Door

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Ι watched him walk through the door,
Without a backward glance,
My heart was breaking but my pride,
Would not allow me to beg him not to go.
The resounding slam of the door,
Was like a knife being thrust,
Deep into my heart,
Salty tears stung my eyes,
But I refused to cry.

He walked away and I was suddenly engulfed,
In a pool of emptiness,
The silence was deafening,
I could hear myself thinking,
Asking questions that might,
Forever remain unanswered.

Why did he leave me for another?
I gave him all my youth,
He basked in my beauty and warmth,
Told me love stories of how,
We would never be apart,
I was the love of his life he said,
No other could compare,
He said we would grow old together,
So why am I now the only one here?

He met her three months ago,
A sweet pretty girl, just twenty years old,
The same age as our daughter,
He could be her father!
Was it a case of midlife crisis,
Or just plain selfishness?
Twenty-five years devoted to this man,
And he threw it down the drain.

The months have passed by slowly,
My heart is healing,
It doesn’t hurt so much anymore,
He called me yesterday,
She left him, not at all surprised,
You know what he asked me?
If he could come back home!
What home I wondered?
I can still hear the resounding,
Slamming of the door,
It still echoed in my ears,
Reminding me that he had closed,
The chapter in the life we once shared.

I didn’t have to think about it,
Much as I love him,
My answer was no.
I said it loud,
I screamed it in his ears,
So there was no mistake about it,
He could clearly understand,
That was the last word,
He would hear from me,
It was the final goodbye.

Life goes on!

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4 Comments

  1. marvaseaton says:

    Reblogged this on MARVA SEATON LIFE LINE & SURVIVAL BLOG and commented:
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  2. When a door is shut
    Against the heart
    The bird of love
    Stops singing.

    It may be alive,but
    Still bleeds from the heart
    And the warmth in the dove
    Starts sinking.

    That’s how it’ll be
    Till she finds another nest
    Or the pain inside
    Stops throbbing

    One day she’ll be entirely free
    Of the weight in her chest
    She’ll get back her pride
    And then she’ll start flying.

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  3. aquaturtleme says:

    great poem, dear paving light to the dark side of human nature… man is the most undependable creature in the whole universe…..

    I can still hear the resounding,
    Slamming of the door,
    It still echoed in my ears,
    Reminding me that he had closed,
    The chapter in the life we once shared.

    – very powerful lines, establishing the self-respect of a lady…

    love you & your poems so so much…

    hugs,

    Rose

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