On The Outside Looking In

The window was dirty no matter how many times I tried to clean it,
it remained the same.
I thought I no longer needed you, wanted you, desired you,
but I still do just the same.
As I look through this window I see,
that you have moved on from me.
Smiling the way I use to make you smile.
Laughing the way I use to make you laugh.
Kissing "her" the way you use to kiss me.
I try yet again to clean this dirty window as I looked in.
I wanted, needed to see the face of the woman who,
gives you all that I once gave you.
I leaned in closer tried to see, then I realized,
the woman looking back out was me.