Espionage

I can figure out where you are.
You are at 35000 feet now. Above Slovakia.
Arriving in 2 hours.

I know where you will be in 2 weeks.

I hope your flight is cancelled haha.

A nostalgic obsession?
I don't even care now, why the hell do I pour this energy into knowing your whereabouts?

I guess young me inside stilll craves for a closure. You've never gave me that.

Do you know about all these, while at 35000 feet above? 

"I have strange feelings for you" I said.

The rest is black.

You're wandering around to see if there's something for you.

The truth is you've already missed your chance. Chances might be the right word.

The doubt you have inside is true. 

You've missed a lot of chances, including me.

I am the one that got away. One of them.

The truth is I worshipped you, that was what was strange.

And noone will ever feel the way I did for you.

You and I, we are not to blame.

You were wrong, I was wrong, the time was wrong. Everything was wrong.

In the midst of these thoughts, I just want to light a cigarette. I quit. Did you know that?

There is no conclusion.

Just lost moments.

I worshipped you and noone will ever give you that.

Period.