Jul 07 2012
I am that open door
You’re across the room
but I’m too shy
to even walk up
and just say hi
We’ve face booked
and texted
because that’s so easy
but when I see your face
my stomach gets queasy
You say we are the same
And I believe we are too
But when I see you in the hallway
I walk past
and can’t find the nerve to talk to you
I tell myself every day
I will go to you to talk
but at the last minute I decide to walk.
I want to become friends
or maybe even more
but if I can’t talk to you
then you might as well close the door
Because if one door opens
then another closes
and my chances are done
and won’t reopen
I want to build my confidence
so I can talk to the man I love
to get rid of the distance
between us and above
there is no weight that holds me down
So I am that door
that door that stays open.
This post was submitted by hwheaton.
^_^ this is so cute an true i love it
i love this it is so touching when i read this i its like its happening in my mind <3 thank you for this poem