I knew you like I knew myself.
I liked the way you talked.
Liked the way you smiled.
Liked the way you texted me.

I held you in my hand like a precious jewel.
You filled my heart.
You were all I missed, when I couldn't hit your heart, when I couldn't see your face.

Hard to say.
Hard to explain.
I don't know you name.
And I don't think you know mine.

It's been a few years.
Since I have seen your growing years.
It's been a few years, and I have been scattering tears.

It's been a few years.
We are just stringed with a word.
A word that used to be 'and'
Words that used to be yours and mine.
Now, it's just,
Strangers,
With,
Memories...