Stranger

We meet and we talk,
Because that's what people do.
But I will remember each word,
And every thing about you.

I won't forget who you are,
Or how you made me feel.
Even long after our contact,
My head will continue to reel.

Why do I give such meaning,
To a stranger who says "Hi".
Why do I give it such thought,
When it's just two people passing by?

Is there really a connection,
Some special sort of bond?
Or is it that my reality,
Simply has not dawned.

Imagine if I treat strangers so,
How I must treat those close to me.
Often those types invade my mind,
And I'm unable to hear, unable to see.