I’ve never been the type to take too many risks
Prefer to stay safe and just wonder what I’ve missed
So how’d I wake up with a stranger in my bed
How’d I ever believe in those crazy things you said
I had a best friend, I had a lover, and a spouse
Now all I’ve got is a stranger in my house
One of us has lost their sense of self
Suddenly we realize we married someone else
No I am not the one who said I do
And when I took my vow dear, it was not to you
So what now? Do we throw it all away?
Should we erase our history and start with a clean slate?
Or do we try and find a way to fall in love again
Do we live together, strangers, and learn to become friends?

Lynda Remus

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/strangers-18/