Something that will only ever be significant to me. Something that will only ever hold meaning for me and the particular sequence of moments I have had up until this moment where I'm sitting here and they're sitting there and we're looking, laughing, and sharing.
And I want to reach across the table and lick this virtual stranger's face as my heart bubbles up with joy for what they represent.
But I don't.
Because for all intents and purposes that is (in)appropriate behavior reserved only for the closest of friends.