Hello, Stranger

Hello, stranger.

When did the last time

you get all intrigued over someone beyond?

As far as my memory could take me, I think I just did.

And all the credit goes to you.

I’d like to call you a random stranger.

You'd rather entitled yourself as a friend

whom I haven’t got the chance to talk with.

I guess we’re neither.

Our intro was only skin deep,

So the talk was not about us,

yet somehow, essentially, about ourselves.

A stranger,
A fragment of my fantasy,

an imaginary friend,

that real enough for me to talk to.

Bantering senseless incomplete phrase.

Deciphering each other’s gibberish code.

Merely running in circles, drilling our own sentences.

It didn’t last more than 24 hour,
when the table's been turned.
I, a friend,
become a soft breeze in just another day.
You, a stranger,
leave an imprint that won’t fade away.

One of these days,

Out of the blue you greeted me,

and I smiled saying,

'Nice to meet you, stranger.'

Xoxo,
The one you happened to talk with, out of sheer boredom.


Ps. should you read this letter,
let me know whether a smile is something you could offer.