Dear stranger
I feel like centuries have passed.
I have almost given up to see you ever again.
My friend says you're just an obsession but somehow I can't seem to let go of you.
I wonder if you've felt the same for somebody as well. I wonder if they know how lucky they are to have been in your mind.
I've been laying in my bed for the past 3 hours, rummaging through my mind for any memory of yours.
The band of ours has released another song, and I wonder if you've heard it.
I wonder if you play it late at night, just like me when you can't sleep alright.
I wonder what keeps you up at night.
I wonder if I'll ever be that reason.
