Our Key

Eh, I don't know how this came to be, it's one of my favorite metaphors though. =]

I used to have dreams.
Of you and me.
A future door we'd pass through.
And with our love we'd forge the key.

It was almost over.
Our future within our grasp.
but then you changed your mind.
And I can't help but to ask.

Why did you skip out on love?
Something we held dear.
A key to our future.
That I alone now bear.

Author's Note

You like my Metaphors? Just curious.