Stranger

I thought seeing you,

For the first time in months,

Would make me feel happy.

Would fill me with joy,

Put a smile on my face,

That you couldn’t chip off.

But you didn’t.

You filled me with anxiety,

Dread,

And longing to go home,

To crawl into bed,

To take a nap,

To run a bath so hot,

that I could start over.

But I stuck it out.

I smiled,

I laughed when I was supposed to,

I even asked how your parents were.

You did the same,

With a genuine smile on your face,

The entire time.

I wore a grimace,

Which suits me well.

It just baffles me,

How you know me so well,

Yet you’re a complete stranger,

To me.