The Door Opens Once MoreI am wandering, lost amidst my world. As I wander, I catch sight of you, standing through this open door. You lean against the doorpost, grinning as you gaze back into my eyes with renown passion. I cannot believe this! I thought I had lost you. I was certain of it. The door I walked through had shut behind me so long ago, I didn't even know there was the chance to open it again. Because, you were happy. I saw it. I wanted to fight it, to break down that door. But I couldn't. I wasn't strong enough.The Door Opens Once More1 week ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
So, I walked away, defeated.
I looked back once or twice, but I let it go. You were happy, after all. Why linger in what will never return?
But now, you stand there again, gazing back at me as if I had never left. As if I had merely taken a step out. For air. Your hand reaching out, calling to me. Wanting me to return.
But is it really that simple?
I remember the past. I remember all my insecurities. All the voices of doubt the vibrated under my skin, telling me everything was wrong. I wasn