Open ends, the only door I ever closed.

Once upon a boy,
many and many a,
once upon a broken heart,
back when the dinosaurs
roamed the earth
and luscious locks
dangled from my head.

Once upon a girl,
waking up in indecision,
unwittingly cleft the boy.

Once upon a lie,
seeking distance to heal,
he cut in turn,
hurt both.

Once upon a woman,
torn betwixt two men.
Pick one, miss the other.
No matter which.

A gulf of 20-odd years,
she called,
he ran.

Once upon six hours in the future,
did I open a door to a friend,
for I shall not leave
unanswered questions
behind me,
if it be in my hand.