I waited for you,
To come through this door,
Which was left ajar.
Instead you went out,
Very far.
You sent one tear,
Down my cheek.
Later you walked,
Back in through this door.
I looked at you quizically.
I wanted to shut this door.
But you shut this door,
And stood by my side,
And didn't let it,
Stay ajar anymore.
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stood by my side, I like it.