Windows [Part 2]

If I could put in a window between our two worlds, I wouldn't reach out and touch you. I wouldn't run my fingers through your hair, or caress the contours of your face. I wouldn't tap you on your shoulder to get your attention, to tell you about something I read or some movie I watched. I wouldn't peek at you occasionally just to see you, when I missed you too much. I'd shut the curtains, but leave the window there, we could maybe catch up once in a while.