Because I havent...

Staring at you through the window
        or rather,
The thought of seeing you there
        makes me feel things I shouldn't
Rekindling old sparks that should have died long ago
        I'd pour water on the glowing ashes
        If I could.

I shouldn't feel this way about you
Not after all these years.
I've moved on from that unhappy life
        So have you.

There's supposed to be a period
At the end of the sentence where I say,
"I've moved on,"
       But there isn't.
There's a lingering comma,
An unfinished thought...