Pub Love - final line.

Hi Kevin,
I am intrigued with the final line of this poem...
I want to know why she can only ever be a stranger.
Welcome to the board,
Frances.

http://www.abctales.com/node/550734

Light, turned liquid
through the tobacco haze,
creeps slowly along the planes of her face,
revealing then concealing
the faint flaws of her humanity.

Her eyes mirror my lonliness.
Two lost souls separated by a small space
and a gulf of broken dreams.

I would talk to her,
but fear it is better to keep the dream
than face the cold truth
of waking to one who can only ever be a stranger.