An open door
Close the door and I’ll know for sure you don’t want me here anymore,
I let you in and I let you begin to nestle in my heart
-how did you pull so far apart?
I sit here and wonder at the love I’ve been under,
I know you held me up and now it’s all over.
I miss you, and I want you
But I think it’s the end
And I can’t defend
If you pull away without looking me in the face
And I held on to you in all I went through
While you were in my life
I feel so left
You walked out and shut the door
Without looking back so you won’t see me sore
So I can’t defend because you couldn’t face me in the end.
But I miss you dear friend
And I pray for your mend.
To heaven my hope I send
And I’ll let go of you, if you will
And my heart beat I’ll hold still
I’ll let you fly away
Spread your wings in a glorious display of hope and love
Because our God has already ordained all the precious blessings you will have.
But maybe one day you will come back to me I pray
And consider once more being my friend
For this would add beauty to what the Lord has already given me
And know that you are loved by me my dear and beloved friend
It is a door- therfore it can still be opened
Definition of door:
"a movable, usually solid, barrier for opening and closing an entranceway"
When a door is closed upon a hope or dream, especially a relationship such as a friendship or family and hopelessness and sadness finds you, remember this,
Let not the solidness of the door be the issue. Only be sure to remember that it's entrance function has not been forgotten because it's close function has been used.
May the love of God be with you now and always.
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