all my doors are open
to you
for you
to take my hand and walk through
but instead
seeing ghosts in shadows
you’ve determined this house haunted
and hurl yourself at windowpanes
carving my heart with the shards
all my doors are open
to you
for you
to take my hand and walk through
but instead
seeing ghosts in shadows
you’ve determined this house haunted
and hurl yourself at windowpanes
carving my heart with the shards
poignant
dissevered
I can feel every sliver.
Xoxo
xoxo