Staring out this coffee shop window, waiting for you to come through,
our favorite spot, I miss our talks,
but so much has happened since
you've been gone.
I've come here everyday,
waiting and hoping you would
show again, that you would come
back to me and we would pick up
right where we left off.
This place is where we met,
our first date, our first kiss,
a place of many firsts for us.
I just wish I knew...