Aren't we all just pieces of someone else?
Some sense memory.. tied in to memories..
Snippets of previous interactions?
The way you walk reminds someone of someone else...
The way your eyes light up...
Someone saw that same sparkle..in another place and time... on another person.
We are ourselves completely....
But to someone else... we are merely pieces...
Some sense memory of someone else...
That they use to know..

E.J.M.