Familiar Stranger

When i thought i had given you up,
you appeared in my mind again.
Occupying my every thought,
devouring away at me -
your persistent presence.
I thought i had forgotten.

Maybe i never did want to forget.
Still holding on tightly
to every fragment that haunts
the memory; that
chooses to remember what it wants to forget.

When did we become strangers?
I can't remember.
Oh so familiar
beautiful stranger.
Tell me about the life you led without me;
the adventures you went deep sea diving
the people you met who you loved and hated

I want to know you so much more again.
If only we could turn back time.