You were a stranger,
yet you seemed so familiar.
Like I've known you forever.
Obviously that wasn't the case.
That was the first time we met.
Somehow that fact slipped my mind when you stood in front of me.
You had me without even trying.
After that,every time I looked back
It felt like I've always known you,
like I've always been yours.
Though you were never mine,you never intended to be. :)
The worst part,
no matter how hard my mind screamed it to me
I didn't listen.
I didn't want to listen.
I couldn't listen.
But eventually I had to.
I had to get back to reality.
And to be honest reality's not that bad.
And in reality,
you really are a stranger with a familiar face.