One soul

​ I'm in love with a guy who doesn't know my name. I pass him with faked indifference as if he is just another stranger. But he isn't a stranger, not to me. I know his name, his favorite song, what jokes make him laugh, but he knows nothing about me. I am a stranger to him. It might seem crazy to fall in love with someone who is ignorant to my existence but then again it isn't. I fell in love with his soul his essence because it is one I know very well. I knew him and he knew me. I loved him and he loved me. I thought this was a gift our second chance but the reality is cruel because I know him but he doesn't know me. This is the story of a journey that began with two souls and ended with one.

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