My dear stranger,
U make me feel brand new.
In a such way that I could stop doing what i'm doing.
In a way that I just can't stop myself to think.
In a pretty sure way that I have to stop loving.

My dear stranger,
I want us to be closer,
and no longer to be stranger.
But what I want could cost anger.

Leaving is probably the most relieving.

Stranger, I do fall in love with u.
But I just dont know how to define it.