You've never seen my face, but you know me better than anyone.
I've never felt your touch, but I know you're gentle.
Your voice rings in my ear like an echo, but when I shout back you rarely reply.
Even though you've never seen me, I'm always there.
You may not know but I am.
No. I'm not a stalker, and no I'm not hiding.
I just can't be seen.
I'm not physically there, but my soul was there. My very spirit.
You made me happy, and you, happy as well.
When you felt bad I felt ten times worse.
My heart skipped a beat. My heart ached.
My heart sank, and then faded away.
My heart has disappeared just to find you, not giving up hope.
Then when it finds you, and sees that.
I have some slopey-hill days that go up and down, but that dark day was a mountain.
At first I was confused. Why me? Why us?
But now I'm..... Happy....I've learned that my love with this stranger will never end.
I will love her eternally, I loved her enough to say "It's okay".
As long as someone loves her, not as much as I do though, that's impossible.
But as long as someone loves my stranger, and always loves her. That's okay.
I may not ever be physically near, but a piece of my soul will always be with her.
