My heart pins to my sleeve,
Booming so loudly,
An electronic song I can’t turn off
Every time the hope of love enters the room.
Sometimes the entrance is grand
With every lady turning her head to see him,
While other times he hides,
Cowering behind the buffet table,
While I notice the freckle on his left cheek
And the sadness in his eyes.
There were months when blood
Seeped from my pin cushion
And tears wet my sleeve instead of my heart.
There were months when memories of you
Stood taller than I
And the doorway had room for only you.
Some days I still roll up my sleeve and
Stay a little longer under the bed sheets
(Can you blame me, I ask),
While other mornings I feel my feet float along
Without a single direction from me,
Leading me to hallways without frowns
And without you.
My heart swells and I turn to the doorway
Looking for hope
Without looking for guidance
As I roll down my sleeve like a random dice
Looking for hope without frowns or you.
©2013 Christy Birmingham
This is christyb hoping you have a wonderful doorway ahead of you.
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