AN: THIS POEM IS NOT MINE!!! As in, I didn't write it. I found it on the Internet and it describes me and my situation with my crush so well, I just had to post it. All rights go to the original owner.

A Stranger:

There is a love I reminisce,

Like a seed I've never sown.

Of lips that I am yet to kiss,

And eyes not met my own.

Hands that wrap around my wrists,

And arms that feel like home.

I wonder how it is I miss,

These things I've never known.