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Hello stranger
Hello stranger,
It’s been so long. I can barely remember the sound of your voice. The memories with you are just out of my reach like one attempting to hold on to smoke. But I so desperately want to remember.
The memories are all I have left.
Hello stranger,
i see you from across the room.
We pretend we don’t know each other. I can feel
your voice echoing throughout the empty chambers of my heart.
Did it always sound that way?
We pretend we never saw each other’s soul as one would look into a mirror at a reflection. One look into your hazel eyes and I remember it all. Every memory etched in my subconscious comes flooding back like it never left. As if nothings changed.. but everything has.
Hello stranger,
I hate that I could never let you go the way you so easily let me go.
When you look into my eyes, do you remember?
For a stranger is what you now are. I no longer know you.
I no longer know your dreams or what haunts at you at night.
But if you are a stranger then why does it hurt so badly to look at you. Why does it feel like my place is by your side?
Goodbye stranger,
I no longer want to love you from afar.
I no longer want to love you at all.
For a stranger is what you are to me.
And what you’ll always be.
It’s been so long. I can barely remember the sound of your voice. The memories with you are just out of my reach like one attempting to hold on to smoke. But I so desperately want to remember.
The memories are all I have left.
Hello stranger,
i see you from across the room.
We pretend we don’t know each other. I can feel
your voice echoing throughout the empty chambers of my heart.
Did it always sound that way?
We pretend we never saw each other’s soul as one would look into a mirror at a reflection. One look into your hazel eyes and I remember it all. Every memory etched in my subconscious comes flooding back like it never left. As if nothings changed.. but everything has.
Hello stranger,
I hate that I could never let you go the way you so easily let me go.
When you look into my eyes, do you remember?
For a stranger is what you now are. I no longer know you.
I no longer know your dreams or what haunts at you at night.
But if you are a stranger then why does it hurt so badly to look at you. Why does it feel like my place is by your side?
Goodbye stranger,
I no longer want to love you from afar.
I no longer want to love you at all.
For a stranger is what you are to me.
And what you’ll always be.
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