Two white doors

I am tired of staring at the two white doors
Waiting for the one I care about to walk in
My hopes are high that you won't let me down again

My eyes seem to always be glued to those two doors
Hoping...
Waiting...

How many times will the door open
And it won't be you walking in?

I sit and wonder how many times will my heart be broken
How many?

I hate those doors
The doors that kill me every time they open and you aren't there
 I am tired of feeling the sting that appears every time you let me down

I always believe you'll come
At the perfect moment
The perfect time

I always believe that you'll walk in at the very moment I lose hope
That you will keep your promise
Just once

It always seems like my eyes are glued to the two white doors
Waiting
To be disappointed 

Reviews

[Marie Harrison]

That's the excitement of life, always want to be waiting and creating a hopeful future. Wonderful poem.

[Sweets]

This is such a wonderful poem :)
"How many times will I get excited but then get let down " Not to be rude or anything, but this sentence doesn't sound good, sowwy if I was rude T__T
But the rest of the poem was so good! :D

[HopelesslyDevoted]

i can totally relate to this one. at least some good always comes out of unfortunate situations in our lives, it gives us the emotion and the passion we need to be able to write and create beautiful art. don't let things like this get you down, let them make you a better artist and a better writer. :)

[Dark Empress]

Very good, you could feel the different emotions in the poem. Excellent poem, I enjoyed this :)

[Coyote Poetry]

I hate waiting for anything. I'm always in a hurry. I'm better then when I was young. I like this poem. I could feel the desire and disappointment in your words. A excellent poem.
Coyote