Strangers

We love like there is
always going to be a tomorrow,
slowly, painfully, selflessly,
What if we could fall in love
with a stranger,
the stranger with blue eyes,
the stranger with the rose tattoo,
the stranger with glasses,

What if the love was the moment
of the touch over the hand,
and we thought it was the person,
what if we don’t want to be in love
just in love with the idea of love,
of loving the one, of finding the one,
what if there is no one,
just another stranger,
with the same story?

What if the truth is
we only love until they are
not strangers anymore. .

Always and Forever

~THE ACCIDENTAL DEVELOPER