OPEN DOOR WITHOUT UR PRESENCE

The door stands open wide,

A welcoming space inside,

Yet your presence, I cannot find,

A silence that my heart cannot bind.

Your physical form may be near,

But your essence, I do not hear,

The connection we once did share,

Now feels distant, beyond repair.

The open door, a symbol true,

Of opportunities waiting anew,

But without you, it's just a space,

A hollow echo, an empty place.

I search for signs of your design,

A glimpse of warmth, a hint of shine,

But like a ghost, you're hard to find,

Leaving me with just a whisper on my mind.

In this vacant room, I wander alone,

The open door, a taunting tone,

Inviting others to come and stay,

While I'm left here, with nothing to say.

The door creaks softly in the breeze,

A gentle whisper, a lonely plea,

For someone to come and fill the space,

To bring life to this empty, hollow place.

Shadows dance upon the wall,

Echoes of memories that once enthralled,

I try to grasp, but they're gone in flight,

Leaving me with just a hollow light.

Time stands still, the clock unwinds,

As I wait for the warmth that only you could find,

The open door, a constant sigh,

A reminder of the love that's passed me by.

In the silence, I hear your name,

A whispered echo, a lingering flame,

But like a dream, it fades away,

Leaving me with just this empty day.

The door remains, a symbol stark,

A reminder of the love that left its mark,

A space that's empty, hollow, and grey,

Waiting for the love that's gone astray.