A Pretty Stranger From The Past Poem by zheung kyuhkoh

we're from the past,
and saw each other again at last.
we're looking back, hiding smiles,
yet we're still a pretty strangers from the past.

hatreds are still here,
yet we're trying to reconcile,
you smile at me, i smile back,
yet we're still a pretty strangers from the past.

you miss me,
i miss you, too.
through it's quite awkward,
yet we're still a pretty strangers from the past.

wish we could go back from the beginning,
where the friendship had started growing,
i miss the good times and i miss you,
yet we're really still a pretty strangers from the past.