Open doors you leave me as I follow with my heart.
You dry my tears with the touch of your heart.
As you pass by me and slowly touch my lips,
I tend to shake in fear of the falling ever ending.
My heart will turn cold,
not being able to feel the joy that is you in my life again.
Not knowing much,
But missing the feeling I get from you everyday.
As days go by I hold you with the love I give you every morning.
You thank me by giving it back.

S. Salas 07/05/2003