Closed Doors Comments

Closed doors, oh how I hate closed doors, there’s something so impersonal about closed doors. Closed doors remind me of walls and you know how much we humans love to build those walls anything to keep out our demons, anything to keep anyone out of our sight of vision. Out of sight out of mind right?

Well tell me when does “absence make the heart grow fonder”, your absence has merely left me with a ache that feels more like a gaping hole in my chest so do tell me…Where is my temporary fix? Where is my cement, my duct tape, my cork, my whatever you can really throw at me to fill in this empty gap…where are my “magical pills”…that’s what he used to call them right?
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