Strangers

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I felt my heart growing attached to you
Attached to how we used to be
Attached to how we used to speak
How we used to act
How close we used go be
My whole being was waiting to see your face
Anticipating your text more than the light in the dark
We were far from strangers
Far from not knowing anything about us
I knew everything about you
What you do
How you feel
Who you are
You knew everything about me
What I like
What I think
And who I am
Who I truly am
You and I
We were far from strangers
Never thought we would go there ever again
Until we did
Until one day we stopped
Stopped being friends
Stopped knowing each other
And went back to what we were once
Went back to the one thing I thought we never would become
Not ever again
Suddenly we want back to what we used to be
We want back to strangers

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