Yellow

There once lived a girl behind the yellow door
Who wanted anything but to be a bore
Books, movies and music she did adore
And sometimes laying in the shade at some shore


Then one day into her life he tore
the one who would move her world to the core
This had never happen to her before
And she thought her heart would soar


That yellow door seemed so far
As he grew less and less fonder
With him she felt so much older
and could count the times she was sober


Amazing how always and forever
Could be so easily severed
His strong hand would bring her near
Pieces of her heart his souvenir


How could something seem so good
Just to feel the rag pulled from where I stood
I have never really understood
How love and pain rendezvous


Terida