Attraction. Two broken halves united. Distance. Passion. Strangers. I don’t know you. Wild lying hearts tangled in knots. Try to be normal. It’s not normal. Control. Passed like a joint. Repress. Isolate. Grow. No matter how slow. Still, a stranger. Heartache so familiar there’s comfort in it. Until there’s not. I trust you. More lies. Can’t trust someone who can’t trust themselves. Keep going. Jobs. Kids. Dreams. Together. Always just life with a stranger. It was never ours. I don’t know you. -Meese