Tinted

When will this waiting be over?
I hate the hope that I have;
It doesn't leave.
And I'm still looking in car windows
Trying to find you.

Will I never be the same again?
In the midst of pain, I'm somehow still looking.
Where are you?

Why do we love?
It's never pure, is it?
Never right, never satisfying.
And I'm still expecting restoration.

Where is the justice?
You were supposed to be here forever,
Never to leave.
And somehow, I can't let you go.

I'm still looking in car windows
Trying to find you.