The line outside of my closed door is getting longer.
I still love you.
Just no re-entry.
You're too late.
No room for the half-hearted.
You should of came on time,
or stayed when you were in.
The door is closed now.
I'm no longer open.
I'm at capacity.
-- Full of Love, E.
Inspired by Kim Millen's, "When I Loved Myself Enough"
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