As I walk by you on the street
As I observe you in the book store
As I watch you drink your coffee
You are a stranger
Yet I question
Are you happy
What made you smile
What made you smirk
Did you see me
Did you notice me noticing you
I saw you
I looked into your life
Only for a second
But I saw you
I thought of you
I thought of your life
The routes you take to work
The faces you make
You are a stranger but yet I know you
We often pass a human by not thinking twice
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Sonder · Thoughts
Poezieson•der Briefly, "the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own." Originally from the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows, which has a lot more beautiful neologism definitions like this you might enjoy. "I fe...
