if all I was supposed to be in your life was an extra I would happily pass you on a street corner if that meant I was somehow a part of your life but I am more than that to you and you are more than that to me
we are both heroes of different epics striving toward different goals who have lifted each other up rather than simply passing each other on street corners you didn't just serve me coffee I didn't just catch your eye we are more than that whatever that means
and I love you it is strange I should say so often 'I love you' but it is my constant reminder of intelligence superlative ability and camaraderie we are neither military men nor animals we are the rewards of our labor you of mine and I of yours
a response to "Sonder", as defined by the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows as well as a string of barely edited text messages