we’re just strangers now, but..

we’re just strangers now, but I did cry when I achieved something I thought you’d be proud of and couldn’t tell you.

we’re just strangers now, but I sometimes still take pictures of things you’d like, or things that remind me of you, forgetting I can’t send them anymore.

we’re just strangers now, but I still seem to find you everywhere I go and everywhere I look, in the littlest of things, or in the most random people.

we’re just strangers now, but I always find myself wondering what you’re up to, who you’re with, or how you’re doing.

we’re just strangers now, but sometimes I’ll write text messages to you like you’ll read them one day.

we’re just strangers now, but actually I’ve realised that you’re not just a stranger to me. not even a little bit, not even at all. that actually, even if I wished, even if I tried, I’ll always know you.

and I’m sorry I kept trying to get back together with you. you’re probably tired of me trying and trying, but I meant it when I said that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you, despite our age. call it naivety, but I don’t think that’s true.

because, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get over you.

and to be honest, neither do I want to. I’m certain I found my person.

and even though now we’re just strangers to you, you’ll always be MY stranger.

with lots of love, always and forever.