Sunday, November 29, 2015

Stranger

There's something about you
The way we crossed paths
And I ended up looking back
Just to see you

It was the way you walked
And the way you were familiar
A familiar scent that lingers on
But I can't put my finger on it

It's a crazy addiction
I can't stop thinking about your face
And the way you smile
Leaves me craving more

I don't know you
But I do know that we will cross paths again
Not tomorrow or the day after that
But one day, hopefully

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