The last knock on my door.

The knocks on my door. 

There's one last knock on my door. It's one more heartache that sends me to the floor. They are all in my soul, and I love them all. I am not cold, so I keep them in the cloud in the sky. But now that I'm old and gray, I have to decide. The knock on the door has stopped, and I wait in my chair all alone for that one more knock that will never come. I can't even run anymore, so I decided to sit on the floor by my door. I saw a love and she gave me a smile. She came from a long time ago, and, she sat with me, and said, "Let's go." I will take you to a place we both know and, I will show you a place where we never grow old and, we, all still love you, but you already know.