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I saw you go to work today

From the second story window

Of my house

I miss you

What I wouldn’t give to kiss you again

And hold you again

And feel you against my body

Which is throbbing with the passion I feel

Why did it have to turn out this way?

You were like an angel

So why are you gone?

Angels don’t leave

What would I do to have you lie here with me

To have you to hold onto through sleepless nights

When the heart’s too full to feel too calm

When the heart’s too full to feel the shame

When the heart’s too full to shut the eyes

When the heart’s too full

But I saw you go to work today

From the second story window of my house

I miss you



Kinda stalker sad isn't it?  There's a longing you feel when you see someone you used to love pass by you on the street.  Assuming of course you don't hate them.... I am fortunate not to have any exes that I hate.  Instead I view most with kinda a bittersweet what if kinda sadness...   Don't get me wrong I'd never want to go back, I am happy with the now but sometimes there is a longing for what used to be and a chance meeting can get your head stuck in the past.