Us To Be Us Again

I wonder if hes looking out a window,
at this precise time
thinking about me,
as I am him
thoughts are zooming through my head
does he love me?
is he looking out upon the sky?
does he really care about me?
if he had said those three simple words
this would be all different
but he had to go
I miss him,
I love him,
I want him back
a shooting star crosses the sky
I make a wish,
"I love him and the only thing I wish for is for him to love me back and for us to be us again."