Have you ever stood on somebody’s porch

Staring in disbelief at the door

that just slammed shut

Thinking it is going open,

It has to open,

Any minute,

Any day now.

Well, I did

and it never opened,

not for me,

Even when I lost hope

I went back for closure 

I went back to every locked door
Until I locked my door one day

and sat on the otherside

Waiting for knocks 

Some came

Some did not 

And I realised this-

Closed door,

Turned back

Is closure

Lame excuses for leaving aren’t 

Goodbye aren’t 

Ends do not necessarily demand an epilogue