perfect strangers

the ease of our friendship 

is because we are perfect strangers

what a beautiful place to be 

here -- where we know each other 

but we don't know each other enough 

to cause any hurt 

oh, our friendship

is of little consequence 

you and me, laughing, walking 

you're a passing presence in my life 

and I accept it with no problems 

unlike other friendships 

that I've weighed down with my 

expectations, with my vulnerabilities 

this is nice

you and me 

barely scraping the surface 

laughing, walking 

we don't yet have the power 

to cause any disruptions 

in each others lives 

(not yet at least) 

so let's stay here 

on the surface 

what a beautiful place to be