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Sometimes doors should slam shut,

because the wind is cold, the voices

piercing, the light of day too inviting.

You told me to get ear plugs and an eye mask.

I told you that'd drive me crazy.

You called me special.

Sometimes doors should stay ajar. Items

forgotten, messages with gifts
to open, questions concerning futures.

You said goodbye the first and second time full of sarcasm,

I was just happy to see you again.

The third time you hugged me, 

I told you, you were special.