Famous You

You have absolutely no idea in the world who I am. I have absolutely no idea in the world who you are. But I know you. Everything about you: Your name, your hometown, your parents, your siblings, your eyes, your scars, your fears, you favorites, your house, your home, your relationships, your clothes, your past locations, your present location, your future locations, your dreams. But this is completely normal. Because they said so. I don’t want to know, yet I cant get your thoughts out of my head. Stop harassing me, leave me alone. I can’t get through a day without hearing about you or your friends. I don’t know them either and I don’t want to. But I will. I can’t escape this knowledge. “What’s so special about you?” You’ll never ask me. You’ll never care to.