Closing the Door
Together we stood on common ground. In each other a
friend we found. Not speaking words with deafening
sound. It is to fear that we are bound.
Where you walk seems always grey. I hoped that
tomorrow would bring sun your way. We both know
that we can not stay. Our desires we will not
We will go on like before. Both wanting so much more.
This has become too big a chore. Now I'm closing the