Funny, isn’t it.
How you were a stranger,
then an enemy,
and possibly more.
When did the sparks catch?
I did not notice it myself …Did you?
How frustrating to my pride
that you would have so much in common
nearly all my aspirations and dreams are matched
who are you?
Where did you come from?
Why do I have to be intrigued?
I don’t want this to become love
but you’re an intriguing distraction.