Knock, Knock!

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first love

I'm always the one who knocks on the door

Screaming, "let me in"

More like whispering instead 

But, no response is ever granted 

I await for your footsteps to press closer 

Hoping to see a glimpse of your shadow in the light move swift at the bottom crease 

Gasping every time I hear the jingling of keys thinking it's yours but it isn't, it's your neighbors  

My face lights up with amusement hearing the latch on the other side opening

But, my ears heard wrong 

It was the sound of the latch closing out our love

Much like, an unresponsive one 

I squish my eyes to look through your peephole thinking I'll be able to play peek-a-boo with your shadows as they pass by 

But, I'm stuck looking at the lid that hides the very nature of  your being 

I jiggle the door knob thinking if I turned it 3 times it will magically open 

because just maybe, just maybe

 a genie in passing might hear my cry 

I banged. Kicked. Scratched. 

Trying to inflict harm onto a old wooden door but I was left with nothing but bruises 

Inflections of the love that kept me out 

"Knock, knock", I'll say. 

"Who's there?" You'll reply

"Me."

"Me, who?"

And I'll respond, "the one who knocks but is never,never let in."