Doorways

this is not really like this

it is different

but the same

same same but different

I reach across this king size bed and find the wall

at my fingertips

I find the wall and I hit it

standing up I see the room is larger than I thought

and I have room to breathe after all

there is not so much in my life that I cannot see you

standing in this room with me

the open door beckons to both of us

and we struggle with the decision of which of us

should walk through

but my serious question

comes next

and I wonder aloud to the entire room

why must any of us leave

and the answer is clear as day

the answer is the freedom to go anywhere

the freedom to walk through open doors

so maybe walk through one after the other

maybe we walk through many doors in succession

the doors swinging in the breeze behind us

laughing at our exits

as though we were new at this business of

walking through doorways

and not realizing their potential

well no longer

this is it

it is like this but different

same same but different

I am walking through this doorway

maybe I will see you on the other side.