i fell in love with you without knowing your name, and now that i do i don't know what to do. you were a stranger when i first loved you, and now i know how you like to sleep, what book you keep on your bedside, when you get up in the morning. i know how you take your coffee and where you like to go for lunch. you are a friend, no longer foreign to me.
i've fallen in love with you. when you stand before me and stay by my side. the you that knows my every secret, my favourite movie, what i order on my pizza. you've become a part of my life i do not want to let go, fitting a hole in my heart i never knew i had.
but now i am stricken, because i am in love with you, the beautiful you who listens to sappy music and cries watching romantic movies. i'm also in love with the stranger with bright eyes that widened at the sunrise, who falls asleep on the bus and wakes up in a panic.
i can never say i love one more than the other, or am sad you came into my life, but i can ask if your heart beats fast when you see a stranger who is your idea of perfect, or with that one friend who is everything you're not attracted to that you've slowly fallen for?
have you fallen for someone slowly through pages of text logs and hours of movies?
or did you fall in love with a passing stranger?
