when i think of you
you are now no more than a
stranger i once knew
a stranger
that broke my heart
and didn’t care
that what you left behind
wasn’t me anymore
a stranger
that stitched themself
into my life
just to rip themself
out of it
without warning
a stranger
i once loved
with all my heart
that never gave
anything back
to me
but silence
a stranger
i once thought i knew
but realized
too late
i didn’t recognize
who was
in front of me
when i think of you
you are a stranger
and maybe that’s
how it’s supposed to be
but i find myself
missing you
even though
you are a stranger
even though
you hurt me
more than anyone
ever has before
even though
you turned me
into someone
i don’t recognize
in the mirror anymore
even though
i am now a stranger
to myself
i am caught
in your web
unable to escape
from your grasp,
stranger
--- i knew you once (and it was nice)