Am I the me that you see?
Are you the you that I know?
Will a hundred lifetimes suffice
To say “oh, I understand you so”?
Who has answers and certainties?
Is every soul a lonely stranger after all?
– Belinda 11/9/12 9:20 a.m.
I actually have no idea yet how to entitle this poem. These words just came in a flash this morning and I just had to write them down. Any suggestions dear bloggers? I would really love to hear from you. Many thanks!