Friend vs. Stranger

What is the true difference between a stranger and a friend? A stranger is unknown and a friend is someone who has a hand to lend. He had always had that hand, which made him my sturdy land. We were friends, family, and even lovers at one time, but now we have become strangers as if it were cued by a chime. It is funny how he made promises he could not keep, and although I knew they would be broken, I still weep. Because somewhere, deep down in me, I was praying that we were not yet history. They see frowns on my face as I walk by, they stop and ask, "Are you going to cry?" I boldly reply with a faltering no, because of you I am feeling so low. He is MY stranger, the one I know but don't. We used to be best friends, but now there is a moat. I told him that we would stop talking, I told him this reality as a warning. He promised that we wouldn't, that we would be different. I scoff as I think of those empty words. Those words are now like empty chords. Once, we looked into each other's eyes, When I looked I hope this reality was just a lie. I can't wait anymore for this situation to end, one of us will just have to bend. If it won't be me and it won't be him, I guess I'll have to wait until the water spills over the brim. Don't be my stranger but be my friend, your true feelings, to me, send.