we were strangers once,
sharing awkward smiles
and having absolutely nothing to speak about
until we met.
"lovely to make your acquaintance"by this chance encounter
nothing slowly becomes something.
acquaintances turn friends
and something becomes anything
You become my everything
so we ramble on and on about nothing.and so life goes
as it usually does,
everything reaches it's prime
then withers to dust.everything becomes some things
friends turn acquaintances
something becomes nothing
and it's back to where we started.our chance encounter
rid us of awkward smiles
but in its wake, left wounded glances.strangers again,
except we've already met
"it was lovely to have made your acquaintance."please vote and comment your thoughts
xoxo,
-thehazystar