Beautiful Stranger

He mysteriously shows up to help people then disappears without a trace.
He makes sure that no one remembers him.
He has only ever slipped up once.

I have spent my entire life searching for him.
Friends and family call him a hallucination from the fire but I know that's not true.
No hallucination could look like that. Could've carried me out of that burning house, strong arms curled under me, clutching me tight to his chest.
I need to find him, if only to have peace.
The search has secretly become my life.
I need to find him.