Homes

I knew it from the beginning 

From across the room 

I held steady 

You held the door for me 

Told me you were bad for me .... 

Beginnings don't turn into endings 

Not like this 

I can't believe in open doors closing 

As we stood in the cracks 

Whispering 

I love you ...... 

I feel you across the room 

Even when you are not here 

Disbelief drowns my tears 

Maybe I'll stay in this locket 

Forever - 

Maybe 

The crows fly over to pick up what's left of the wounded 

All these letters remain unfinished . 

Maybe I'm the only one broken in this 

Yet I remain here 

In the cracks of the door way 

Listening to wind funnel through