I miss you
The glass is cold
On my window,
As I stare out into the Cool,
Autumn sunset.
It should not,
I Think, have ended
Like this;
Should Not have been over
Without even a Goodbye kiss.
My love,
My darling
My best friend
And Knower of all my Secret sins,
You Shall be so sorely Missed.
I sigh.
With a tear from
The window I Turned away.