Day 67:44 PM
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
A Stranger.
I once told a stranger all my innermost thoughts and feelings, it was the best thing i ever did, i felt so much better and its odd, its easier to tell strangers things because you don't know them and their judgments don't matter.
Months later this person became a good friend but by then they already knew so much that mattered it was so easy, we stayed confidants.
This is what i like about you stranger, you are mysterious and good for me.
I like you more because I don't get attached, there's nothing to get attached to, you are not known to me, but you do intrigue and that is why there is a want of knowing you more, but it won't happen, because you are my stranger.
xox
Abi
A self confessed Nerd studying Photography and Graphic Design.
