Don't shut the door

Please don't shut the door.
Not in my face.
My heart aches.
Don't lock the door
of your heart and leave
me on the outside.
Can't you just give me
a chance?
Rather then sticking this
sharp knife within
the depths of my heart.
If you shut the door,
mine will be the opposite
it will be open.
Open to you when
you decide to come back.
If you ever do.
Can you not love?
Can you not just accept me?
Accept me for who and what I am.

What have I done to get this knife within my heart?

Can we not go back to the love a friendship is supposed
to carry? Why? Why has this come?

Don't shut the door instead give me the key so I may come in.
Then we both can accept one another.

Please don't shut the door.

Don't leave a friend torn.

If  you wish not a friendship.

I accept it.

But when or if you decide to come back to me
with an open heart here I am.
My door is open.
You may cry on my shoulder.