| Behind my closed doors, a hall leads to empty memories with no ending. I have wondered around aimlessly for months searching for you, all I can see is the photo on the wall. You once were a part of my life behind these closed doors, but the love must have not been alive, or it would be more vivid to me. I know you said to me, when you wrote, I will be there soon, enclosed was your photo. Was this a dream or was it just a figmintation in my soul, wanting it to be real, my world has became a total blank, not knowing what to believe of you? I know you were not a vision or I would not continue to stare at the photo on the wall. such a handsome face. Did, we make love somewhere in time, or was it just the note from you saying that I cannot resist the desiring of you. Were we ever in each others arms, did you whisper sweet words to me, telling me the things I needed to hear. Oh god, please let it become the realilty, that I am needing so, to remember what went on behind the closed door of my heart !! |
