Sonder

Ever thought about it?

Strange,

How you can all of a sudden think about things,

Such as the guy sitting beside you on the bus.

What is his story?

Or the girl at the cafe, 

Coffee in hand and checking her watch.

Is she late? 

Or is she waiting for someone?

Strange, 

How you can glance at a person

And all of a sudden know

That you are just a small blip on their radar.

And they Are the same to you.

You'll never know their thoughts,

Their dreams,

You'll never know anything 

about their complex lives,

Because you are not apart of it. 

Strange.