the guy my friends used to make fun of,
studious and rude they say you were,
I didn't know much, so i neither disagreed nor agreed.
You were there in the study hall opposite me,
you'd study for the job you want desperately,
I would be doing the same, opposite you and few other people who sat besides us.
I would take a glance at you, because you were constant in my life,
when my whole world was changing for worse, I saw you and it made my day.
somedays you'd be late and I would wait until i see your face.
Then as always i would walk away as if I never cared.
Then i heard you got the job and I wept that day,
Knowing I wouldn't see you again,
But its okay, you were just a stranger like I was for you.
while i felt alone with the people i call friends.
no words were exchanged but i never felt alone with you,
my familiar stranger.
Thank you,
for being that stranger who made me feel less lonely those days.