Grandma(true story)

I had never met her...not even in my dreams.
I had never seen her in the street...not even a picture.
Somehow I knew who she was.
With her dark long hair...she was in my room.
Waiting for me...trying to tell me something.
I did not freak out...nor scream.
There was a stranger in my room
But it felt like she had always been there by my side.
I just stood there watching her watch me.
I wanted to say something...too late.
She vanished.
That is how I met grandma...now all I can do is think.
How I never said anything...I had my chance.
Now she will never come back...shes dead.
Shes been dead.
For more than twenty years.
I had my chance...I was the only one.