Close the Window

This was meant to be a song, but I could never get it to fit with any music. Also, I don't think it's particularly good. But I needed something to post, and I found this in an old notebook, so...
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Darling, close the window
The light is coming in
And you only pretend to know
What I've always seen:
This wasn't meant to be.

Darling, close the door
The rain is coming in
And you don't live here anymore
Is it cruel that I,
I just want to stay dry?

Darling, close the book
My tears are spilling out
With remorse for what I took.
And when we learn to live
You'll find what I could never give.

Tell me dear, what took us here,
So far?
I should have known the cold would show
The scars.
So let go.