The Door

She sits in the shallow darkness
In the room with the memories
Blackness surrounds her
Licking at her heart
Seeping in her soul
Emptiness feels the room
Coldness splits the air like daggers

She weeps soaking the barren floor
Feeling lost in her own thoughts
Happiness she felt
Gone, a thief in the night

She looks up through tear filled eyes
The door remains open
Waiting for someone

Just walk in
Make the tears vanish like a ghost of long ago
Make the air feel warm as a raging fire
Do not be scared

She waits
With her heart
For the one she loves