You may think I have walked away,

    But I am always with you, here to stay.

      I am hiding away out of fear,

          For I cause you many a tear.

                 I feel guilty for the hurt I cause,

             For you are to me my scented rose.

       I hope and pray you see me that way,

For I think about you just everyday.

For life is incomplete without you, you see,

       You blended and made me wild and free.

            I hold you close as my close best friend,

              In a place where friendship shall never end.

                          Oh Dear Stranger, do you know,

               Why I really love you so.

         For you helped me get a new life for me,

The one where I am wild and free.

I am wild and free for all but one,

     You know what I mean in the long run.

       I open up out there just for you,

           For you are one of my chosen few.

                        If you’re not there, no other will be,

               Able to access that great mystery.

       For what I share with you is a feeling apart,

From the naughty matters of my big heart.

Stranger, I always took you as a friend,

      Put you in my heart where it would never end.

         For that is what love is within a heart,

           To bloom and sway never ever to part.

                   You can count on me through thick and thin,

             For I know you’re hurting deep within.

         When you are weak, I will be strong,

Will give you strength to carry on.

For remember this my childlike friend,

    We took each other right to the end.

      That was and is my promise to you,

        I am and always in love with you.

                  I take you for who and what you are,

           You are still my great number three star.

     My star secret friend in the dark will be,

You, my Stranger, naughty Wld and Free.

In your darkest hour,

    In your deepest despair,

       I will be there,

           I will still care.

                    For that is the fault of my large heart,

              My Obsessive mad compulsive heart.

     It doesn’t know end from the word start,

Which is why I never ever shall let you part.

By Anisha Achankunju (C) 1st November 2010