Warm embrace envelopes my cold shoulders
But this warmth ,
somehow feels
foreign... different.
Is it really you, who returned?

Same face , same name
Same appearance
And that same damn smile
I can't get out of my head
But I can tell it isn't you

The one who returned was not the one i fell on love with.
So tell me how do I grieve for a man that's alive

How do I grieve,
when the only thing that died was that part of you which felt familiar
That part of you which
was mine

Am i selfish?
Perhaps I am
But would you blame the homeless
for screaming out loud
When they lost the home they finally found?

But crying won't change things,
So I will smile as I reintroduce myself
And ask ,
Who are you?