Isn't it strange?

this is about loving someone without meeting him.

Never seen you,
Never touched you.
Never met you,
But isn’t it strange?
For so long I’ve known you.

I have trusted you,
I have loved you,
I have fought for you,
But isn’t it strange?
I haven't a clue about what you'll do
when you come to know me.

I have premonitions
And expectations,
I wouldn't deny
But hell, they shouldn't be
the reasons to keep you
Distant and dry.

For I can't help but love you,
Even if you are not the way i think.
Though I know you are one of your kind,
your faults I tell you ,wouldn't ride my mind.
I have never really known you
But isn’t it strange?
For so long I've felt you.