In Love With A Stranger

There's something about him,
I know I'm not suppose to,
But I do.

At times,
When he seems at peace,
I can see his true self, and I melt.

I don't mean to do it
I don't want to,
But then I do.

It is at this moment, I wish,
I was what he's lookin for.
That he would just tell me,
Tell me everything.

So I can be there,
So he can trust me,
So I can be his,
And he be mine.

I blush now,
Just dreaming,
Just wishing,
Knowing it won't happen.

And now I want to cry,
But why cry over someone,
I barely know?