ode to a stranger...

today she thought of him again,
the stranger who had walked in long ago...
made life beautiful and the world seem bright,
each day she would love him a little more...

and as the days turned into years,
she wished then,it would last forever...
she thought that stranger would never leave,
and today she knows there's nothing called 'never'...

those days she wept and cried no end,
cos he wasent there to catch her fall...
but today she knows she was being naive,
inevitable it was,he was a stranger afterall!!

maybe there was some purpose to it all,
maybe he was to stay only a season...
maybe she was far too hurt to reflect,
and so her heart refused to see reason...

he perhaps was there to prove to her,
that life was and would never be kind...
but survive she must and dare to dream,
they may shatter but she shouldent mind...

perhaps he was there to teach her,
that love can sometimes be a dangerous vice...
that she gotta be ready for the hardest blow,
cos even friends can be strangers in disguise...

perhaps he was there to make her stronger,
so to cross those miles alone,she may know...
never to walk blindfolded with anyone ever,
depending on them for the path to show...

so today she wants to thank that stranger,
for proving her wrong in every way...
for killing her slowly but surely,
yet making her stronger with each coming day...