Missing you

"Wiping the fog off the windows, my eyes trailed off to see where you went. You would always sit by the tree or throw stones by the lake - where are you now? A tear spilled its insincerity onto the floor beneath me. The wood darkened, just like my love for you. Strange, it seems like you've been gone a long time. Why don't we walk through the grass fields together, just like old times? I wished that you were still here. I'm sorry my dear."