What are we? Because I know you too well to say I have never known you. From strangers to something more for a short while. I know how you crinkle your nose when you smile. I know what it's like to be on the other side of your half-hearted glare. I know your laugh. And I know you're deathly afraid of bugs. Then again, you know me. You hold every inside joke. Every glance we shared and couldn't help but burst into laughter. From strangers to something more to nothing at all? When they ask if I know you; All I can do is give a melancholy smile, And say, *I did.*