You left the gate open again
A few careless words
Said in the heat of the moment
That made me think
You could love me one day

Why do I still chase
The one who always has
One foot out the door?
Why do you keep
Circling back around?

Other people come and go
Like the great poet once said
Talking of Michelangelo
Whispering all the things that
They think I want to hear

All I want to hear is the rattle
Of that gate opening again
The sound of your footsteps
Coming up the path
Your knock on the door

— B.

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