I almost went up to you

I saw you today
your jet black hair swept back from your face
your eyes, dark as anything I've ever seen
like two stars who crossed paths by chance
in this deep, dark emptiness
I almost went up to you
we've never met- probably never will, now
but I feel like I know you so well
I don't even know your name
but I cound tell you precisely the things that keep you up at night
as surely as I could tell you what will keep me awake tonight
"maybe we will meet again"
desperately I'll think this
so I can tell you
that I love you.