The Stanger I've Never Met

Poem about past love and hurt

The Stranger I've Never Met



By: Zana Johnson



Happiness fills me when he walks into the room

I don't know whether it was my fate or my doom

To fall for a stranger I've never even met

A stranger that fills me with so much doubt and regret

Yet I can't be myself around him because the pain would be too much

The wall in front of my heart is crumbling

And by tearing it apart, he is tearing my heart

Sooner or later the pain will spill out

Like blood from a cut trying to get out

But the only thing that keeps me alive

Is knowing everyday he will be by my side

The Stranger I've Never Met