Rown

Dear stranger, It's been a while since you last called. I have been longing to hear your voice But it is not easy to call a stranger, right? You have to muster up all the courage And think about all the responses they might give And critically analyze if you're strong enough to digest it along with all the butterflies you still feel for them. You see, I was supposed to write about a random stranger but, my heart only drags me to your street. It's easier to write about when you know which way you're going, And my mind, body, and feet always turns to you all the time, Wish I could stop it but my reflexes are so familiar with your memories, It always ends up betraying me even when I tell them that's not the street I should be taking. Dear stranger, How are you? I hope you are doing well. I hope you get hurt by my poems less by the day, I know you still read them, I know you still wonder who makes me laugh these days like you did, Or maybe you pretend t...