And then, you've arrived.

I know almost nothing about you - yet, in two days you made me
want to know you, to enter your strange world and see it from
my - way stranger - perspective. I've never hit it off so 
quickly with somebody, and I'm afraid it might end as quickly 
as it started.

Let's get serious: nothing has started, I'm the one who feels 
the need to keep nostrings attached to anyone, especially in 
this phase of my life. But.

You make me wish I lived in an alternate universe, where I 
didn't feel the urge to run away. 

P.S. being a little less fucked up would be also desirable, I 
guess.