White walls surround me on four sides. There is no way out, nor is there a way in. On the wall behind me, the one I would have to look behind me to see, there is a rough, square shape cut. Covered sloppily with plaster and a hue of white that doesn't match, it glares as a reminder of what once was there. A window.

But, you already knew that. After all, you're the one who looked in one day and saw something inside, something you loved. You knocked on the glass, and I opened it. How curious it was, this air that you breathed in your outside world. It was fresh, and different, and I grew to enjoy the visits at my little window.

You showed me a world beyond my little boxed in walls. You glowed as you told me stories of things you had planned, and I shared in your excitement. Then one day, you reached in the window, and told me you loved me, and I knew I loved you back.

And then, the most remarkable of moments. You asked me to climb out my window, out of my comfortable little room, and into the place you had whispered to me about. I was scared by your offer, but captivated, and so I followed you. I climbed clumsily out my window and stepped into your world.

It was every bit as breathtaking as you had described. As we walked together, I experienced life as I had never known it. There was joy and love abounding, there was sadness and heartbreak to feel, and despite all of our talks at my little window, I was experiencing you closely, wonderfully, for the first time.

After I grew weary, you brought me back to my little room. It seemed so dull in comparison to what I had seen with you. You kissed my forehead, and whispered that you would be back in the morning, and so I slept peacefully.

Morning hasn't come, or perhaps it did, and my agitation shadowed it as it passed. The window, once clear and ready for your visit, now is replaced by the makeshift plaster wall.

I know you're out there, and I know you see me in these walls, fitful, and longing to walk in your world, to see it through your eyes again.

I need you to let me out again.