Change

Recycled

Feeling things I no longer wanted to feel,

Bombarding a heart that’d been locked down.

As if the keys to my most inner sanctum

Were freely being passed around.

But this time, I’m ready to be open to visitors.

Although, there’s only ever room for just one.

Instead of trying to hold and keep you here,

I just ask you leave the keys if, or when, you’re done.

I’ve truly retired my running shoes,

My emotions, too tired to chase anyway.

This time, I’ll let you come to me.

For the sun brought with it a new day.

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