There was something about him that left me in wonder.

Was it his beautiful brown eyes, or his enticing golden skin?

Could it be his hands that were as soft as cotton,

his teeth that were as white as the winter snow,

or the unforgiving scent of spice and wood that withered away

from his body into my nostrils that kept me under his spell?

I want him.

I couldn’t get passed the familiarity of his voice

and the words that flowed off of his lips.

I realized who I was speaking to,

yet he wasn’t the same asshole I once knew.

This person was different.

He was better.

But how could this be?

How did I not realize it was you the entire time.

You look into the depths of my eyes

but can you open them and realize who I am?

You know me

even though you don’t realize it;

you know my name

but not because I’ve told you.

We are only familiar strangers,

people that we both used to know.

Somehow, life has a funny way of shaping us

into people that we’ve never imagined of becoming.

Perhaps it’s why you don’t realize we’ve done this before…..