I can hear you outside my window late at night. You think I'm asleep but you're wrong. With my back turned I stare at the wall while you stare straight into my soul. I've lost count on how many times I almost jumped out of bed and opened the window and dragged you in. In my mind I scream your name; I dream you would join me. I turn over, eyes closed but I can feel your eyes on me with every move I make. Why can't you just jump through the window, I won't care. Just come in and help me suppress the demon welling up inside of me. I want you to lie next to me, to feel your hot breath on my neck, to feel your tender touch. But that won't happen, you just sit in the tree outside, I am happy for that. To know your watching over me, even tho I'd rather have you next to me.