Strangers

You know me so well now,
There's nothing I can hide.
I claim to know u so well as well,
But there's so much about you that I can't decide.
When I talk to a stranger though,
There is a strange comfort I know.
I can say whatever I want.
Without the fear of being misunderstood,
I can do whatever I want.
No expectations,
No fear of losing,
No insecurity,
A strange comfort away from reality.
Can we also,
Not know each other as well as we do.
Lets get back to where we started,
Lets become strangers too...!