look at another person.
Behind their eyes
is an entire universe —
as vast and lit and real as yours,
and one you will never
get to visit.
This is the loneliest fact
about being a mind.
You are sealed inside your own —
You will never feel
what blue looks like to them,
never stand inside their joy,
never carry their grief
the way they carry it.
Two universes,
side by side in the dark,
and no door between.
two minds. yours, and another's.
each one sealed —
alone in its own dark.
you can never cross into them.
so you do something stranger:
you build a model of them
inside you.
It is an astonishing trick.
Inside your head, you run
little simulations of other people —
guessing what they think,
what they want,
what they'll do next,
how they'd feel if you said this.
Everyone you have ever loved
is in there right now,
carried as a model
you can almost hear.
And you don't only guess them.
You feel them.
Watch someone stub their toe
and you wince.
See a stranger smile
and yours begins to.
Your brain quietly rehearses
their experience
in your own body —
so that to see another suffer
is, a little, to suffer.
now watch two minds meet.
you copy them without trying —
their rhythm echoing in you.
and slowly, the two
begin to pull together.
until, for a moment,
two minds beat as one.
This is the whole miracle
of being with someone.
Two sealed dreamers,
reaching across the dark
with faces and words and touch,
each building the other inside themselves,
each echoing the other's rhythm,
until the gap between them
very nearly
closes.
So you are not
as alone as the walls
of your skull suggest.
You have spent your whole life
letting others in —
building them, feeling them,
keeping them.
Everyone who ever mattered to you
is still in there —
and somewhere, in someone else,
so are you.
Yes — you are sealed in here.
Alone behind your own eyes.
And still, you reach.
Every real conversation,
every held glance,
every quiet "me too"
is two whole universes
leaning across the dark
and, for a breath, touching.
you were never meant
to be one mind, alone.
you were built to meet.