Strangers...?

Sent into a group, none of which you know You then fine somebody, a complete stranger to you You start talking to them, and they do as well You start off with small talk, but then, you guys start talking about other things Things you haven't told anybody You exchange contact info and start texting them while in the comfort of your room When they leave to do something, long, grueling minutes feel like everlasting hours You feel alone, maybe even a bit empty They then text, "Hey, I'm back!", and you're put to rest This, "stranger", has now become an important piece of your life And of yourself as a whole