_JUZ ME;

The Familiar Stranger

Monday, October 23, 2006

Perhaps it was the fear of being overwhelmed by emotions,
that might lead to streams of tears rolling,
that might lead to saying, "i miss you",
that might lead to me thinking of changing my life.

Perhaps it was the "belief" that reminiscing brings me to nowhere,
seeing the pictures that we've taken years and months then,
thinking of, though knowing each other's existence for years,
yet as little time spent together.

Perhaps it was the thought that you didn't really impact my life,
your presence never felt since i was a child of four,
nothing has changed since you departed two years then,
just like when i left when i was four.

Perhaps i really thought i could cry like any others on the day you left,
the day you left for good.
Yet, all i asked myself was, who's the lady lying in there, so beautiful, so fragile.
So familiar, stranger.

A familiar stranger.

From meow to the familiar stranger.
The familiar stranger who was and once part of my life.

-Sign Off @ 4:44 AM :)