The Closing of a Door

This is not just any closing of the door
When it swings shut it will not be like it was before
You come in and walk right through me, but no more
No, this is not just any closing of the door

These are not just any tears I shed
I won’t even try to turn my head
It’s no use, what used to be is dead
No, these are not just any tears I shed

These are not just any words I write
Suddenly my gray is black and white
I tremble at the thought of you tonight
But these are not just any words I write

This is not just any closing of the door
What once was… is no more
We cannot return to what was ‘before’
No, this is not just any closing of the door

Janet~

As I wrote this another door started to evolve.
Below is version #2