I lie to myself whenever I say I know you.
Mysterious, secretive, stranger you!
I can count on my one hand the facts I have gathered
About your most treasured thoughts
Your fears and desires, your innermost beings.
You’ve denied me a glimpse!
We were never close
we were strangers.
It must sting us both,
To have dined and laughed,
all the while knowing we are strangers.
It is perplexing,
that we’ve woken up to our strangeness
every day, we were strangers, and did nothing to make acquaintance.
How do you befriend someone you’ve known and assumed all your life?
I have lied before!
That is why I know it’s only a matter of time
and the truth will come bursting out
gasping for air, to save us from ourselves and illusions.
We were strangers…all this time.
Maybe now we can strive for contact
Tell me how I get to the deepest parts of you
Allow me closure due a friend.