Fiction And Reality Blends | Book Of Poetry

Stranger

Stranger

Would you believe that my friend is a stranger?
And... He will forever be.

Why? Here's the story...

He knows me very well
but I have no idea who he is.

We've been chatting for many years.
He's my friend for almost five years.

I still remember the first time we chatted.
He's so nice, I can see it in his words.

He's always my living diary,
he knows everything about me
for he always talk to me.

The moment when he sends me a voice message,
I fall in love with his voice.
I feel relaxed while listening to it
and it feels like I heard it before.

Days, months, years have passed
when he confessed something that made me gasp.
He knows me since then when we were still kids.
He narrated how that's happen.

I don't know what to say.
I don't know if I'll believe him.
I want to remember my childhood days
to confirm everything he said
yet I couldn't, I can't remember anything.
I always wanted to remember everything,
not only my childhood memories.

Days later, I saw a post on his timeline
that makes my tears fall.
He's already dead.
But... Why?

A week after that day,
my family and I went home
at my mother's hometown
to visit our relatives and farms there.

I was cleaning my room
when I saw a diary, my childhood diary.
I couldn't stop myself crying
upon after reading what's written in it.

I decided to go to a house not so far from ours.
It's too quiet there.
I saw a tomb at the backyard
and it is his tomb.
I kneeled down and cry.

Why? Why haven't you tell me?
Anyway, I understand.
If only I've known earlier
about who you really are,
we might have enjoyed your last days.
Yet, I'm late.
I didn't manage to.

Later, a couple went near me.
They told me about his sickness
that caused his death.
They're his parents.

Now I know who he is
yet it feels like I still don't.
He's my boyfriend
yet I had no idea that he is.
I forgot about him
for almost five years
yet I regret less.

He really do love me
for even if he didn't introduce himself,
he makes a way to be with me
even if it is in distance.

He's still a stranger to me
but with memories.

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