Every Opened Door

by Meme   Dec 25, 2011


How much more do I have
to miss you in order for you
to show up? Has it crossed
your mind that I may be standing
out there? Maybe in a bus stop;
or perhaps a train station.

I even tripped myself; fell down
on my knees, only hoping that you
would come running to hold me.
Now I only carry those bruises
around, I don't think there is an
empty spot for a new fall.

And when it rains, I intentionally
forget my umbrella and walk down
the street to knock on your door,
hoping you'll open up and take me
in your arms. Instead I walk slowly
back dragging a fever with me.

Where else should I go? Or what
else should I do? I think I have done
it all for you. Still, I stand out there
in another bus stop; or perhaps a
train station, waiting for you to step
out from every opened door.

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© Copyright 2011 by: gIrL
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  • 12 years ago

    by Hellon

    This was a beautiful poem before you changed it...but, I hope you agree it reads better now. Some people take offence when I suggest changes...this is the second time you have actually taken them on board....you have talent...that is very obvious to me...keep with it...you can only get better!

  • 12 years ago

    by Hellon

    How much more do I have
    to miss you in order for you
    to show up? Has it crossed
    your mind that I maybe standing
    out there? Maybe in a bus stop;
    or perhaps a train station.

    ^^^^^^

    I'd like you to check this with someone else but I think the first maybe should be may be...two words?

    I even tripped myself; fell down
    on my knees, only hoping that you
    would come running to hold me.
    Now I only carry those bruises
    around, I don't think there is an
    empty spot for a new fall.

    ^^^^

    This tells me how sad and hurt you feel by this person's departure and you are finding it hard to come to terms with it.

    And when it rained, I intentionally
    forget my umbrella and walk down
    the street to knock on your door,
    wishing you'll open up and take me
    in your arms. Instead I walk slowly
    back dragging a fever with me.

    In the first line it should be rains instead of rained which is past tense and I think wishing should be hoping. I loved the thought of dragging a fever along with you...very unique.

    Where else should I go? Or what
    else should I do? I think I have done
    it all for you. Still, I stand out there
    in another bus stop; or perhaps a
    train station, waiting for you to step
    out from every opened door.

    Again..not 100% sure but I think it should be open not opened...if I'm correct you'll have to change the wording in the title too.

    These are just small errors and I'm pointing them out because I can see you have a lot of talent. Really enjoyed this one from you!

  • 12 years ago

    by PinkyPrincess

    I love the story you told in this poem. I was captivated from beginning to end, and really envisioned and felt your words. I LOVE the ending!! I love how you as this person try so hard, and do whatever to see or please someone, but it's still not enough... It was a really delight to read! :)

  • 12 years ago

    by RSJ

    Mind blowing
    out of proportion on how good this poem is
    very sophisticated, you surprised me dearly <3

  • 12 years ago

    by Lioness

    I love this poem!

    Such heartache emotions written and easy for the readers to relate to

    It is amazing what we would do in life - to ourselves to be with the ones we love. It reminds me of one of my quotes

    Sometimes I would make myself fall to see if you would pick me up!

    Well done

    x