STRANGERS

We were strangers when we met,

then we become friends.

From a friend to someone I can't stop thinking about.

It's the little things you do that makes me fall in love with you everyday.

It's so hard to pretend to be friends--

When everytime I look at you, all I see is everything I want to have.

Suddenly, one has stopped.

Closeness drifted.

Constant communication drifted.

The saddest part is--

We're back to the way we started...

STRANGERS