Closed Doors

Who am I?, he asked,

Just to make sure I still remembered

His name.

I think you’re the only one

Who can answer such a philosophical question about



For some reason… I think

He was completely honest when he whispered:

I missed you, May


I don’t want to hide behind

Words — I want to spit them out like


Whenever I have to defend


From the blind amazement that

I’ve decided to

Find in our encounters


I can be brutal, but

I am easily breakable, too. You better not

Smash my heart against

These four secret walls.

I wouldn’t like to

Have to throw yours out of

The window



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