Loss

I want you back, I really do.
I miss the days- the so many few.
I hate it here- this wretched town;
These dreary streets,
This scarred-in frown.

I'm oh so sorry,
I was very wrong.
And as much as I'd like- and had said- to move along,
I miss the days,
I want you back.

Unfulfilled emotions;
The life I lack,
I really do, want you back.

I stare at you, every day.
You rest upon my windowsill,
I'm to blame.

I realize, that it's one-track.
There can be no turning back.

I'm oh so sorry, I really am.
I just want you to know,
I love you, for who I am.

I want you back, I really do.
I miss the days- the so many few.
I love you so, I really do.
But I'm incomplete, without you.