there once was

107 days later

no we didn't meet
we didn't share our favourite songs while breathing beside each other, no words, in a dark room, quiet
we didn't do all that
in the end, neither of us had to leave halfway after all

did i think we would float to be on opposite ends?
i did not
but here we are
does it matter anymore
what i think?

haha, we are not much different from the world are we?
we are just like everyone else
that drifts along the tides of time

107 days before you asked if i would be a stranger again
107 days later i am asking you if i am a stranger again
what sort of strangers are we?
i never had a say in this

i told you we should never have become friends
i told you so
friends hardly stay friends always
strangers can always be strangers
familiar strangers
you blew it
you & your goddamn beautiful, intriguingly intricate mind
you fucking destroyed the very thing i had loved
but i love you