Who are you?

Where are you running to?,
or are you simply
passing through?

As you say hello,
I find myself wondering,
If I knew you long ago.

You seem familiar,
and I'd like you to stay.
Just to figure out the mystery,
of your face.

I feel like I've known you forever,
and our past is in your eyes.
Did I block it all out,
in an attempt to get rid of some unknown
goodbyes?

I am not quite sure,
are you a stranger?
Or are you real?

Something about your smile,
seems very surreal..

Maybe it was in my dreams
that I saw you first.
I think I remember you from my happiest ones,
as well as my worst.

Are you...?

No. That's impossible.

Nor is it probable.

I was thinking you
might be that person
the storybooks told me about,
The Only Exception,
But,
I would know without a doubt.

But,
no.
That person you
cannot be.
There was no exception,
made for me.

But,
wait.
Stay right here.
I may be wrong,
and if I am,
I just don't want you to disappear.