It is strange, the pull you gained
I know barley who you are
A mere moment you spent in my life
Yet I still think of you
In random moments I find myself wishing I were with you, uneasy with another

I do not know you

You do not know me, I was too strange in that place
Hiding in vain from the world that crashed upon me
I let you hold me up, not thinking of the burden I handed
I let you hold me up, not knowing your own legs were so week
Grief always brings upon such a bitter waltz

I did not know you

I felt it, that acknowledgement of significance, yet
Never before has it went unanswered, never has intuition been left so unsatisfied
It leaves me unsettled
It drives questions of what it meant, and why it lingers
Only now I see wisdom to halt those first admissions, to wait, to slow, to think

I want to know you

It is incessant, it is unruly
Why can I not shake you from my memory
There is no sense to be had, no explanation to look upon
The confusion only mounts
More when I ponder the way it was, and then was not all at once

I would know you

If you wanted it, you could open the pages and tell every story
I would listen till I knew all you are
Perhaps I am just crazy, I fear that is the case
How after quite enough time has passed can I not end these moments missing you

I do not know you

How I long too