When you left, the door stood ajar,
Unfinished, like a quiet scar.
I’ve since repaired it, polished the ****
A mark of care, a touch of resolve.
So when you pass that open door,
Know this—
"I’ve completed what you ignored."
Now filled with steps I took with care,
A grand closing, just for you,
"right there."
Feb 5, 2025
Feb 5, 2025 at 4:29 PM UTC
When you left, the door stood ajar,
Unfinished, like a quiet scar.
I’ve since repaired it, polished the ****
A mark of care, a touch of resolve.
So when you pass that open door,
Know this—
"I’ve completed what you ignored."
Now filled with steps I took with care,
A grand closing, just for you,
"right there."
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