The door...

Here i am again...i though i had closed this door for good...but i stand in front of it as if never opened before... they say experience is what gives knowledge to the soul...i say it is the countless tears ive shed that make me learn more...if i were smart i would have run when i met you but i stayed, the lessons i learned gone to oblivion...my passions blinded me...i saw none but one...i saw you...i have to say goodbye...and it could be for good...i take with me more lessons and i take with me more tears...and youd think i have learned by now that...if i dont look out for me know one else will...and yet all i see and feel is the power of that door, the same one that needs to be locked...and yet i always come back for more...cause there you are, open arms, intense gaze...inviting me in with your soft seductive lips...i step in...the door you keep opening for me, is the door i dont know how to to close...