strangers

I don't know your face no more
or feel the touch that I adore
I don't know your face no more
it's just a place I'm looking for

we might as well be strangers in another town
we might as well be living in a different world
we might as well
we might as well
we might as well

I don't know your thoughts these days
we're strangers in an empty space
I don't understand your heart
it's easier to be apart

we might as well be strangers in another town
we might as well be living in a different world
we might as well
we might as well
we might as well
be strangers

for all I know of you now


I have to say that it's kind of hard to have him so close and yet so far. I look for him everywhere down the street, hoping to see him; although, I don't feel like talking to him. I know he doesn't want to see me. And even if he does, not as bad as I want. 
It's okay though.
It just makes me kind of sad after everything that I don't know a thing about him. I know it's for good, but I miss him so damn much.