Wisecracks

It starts with a wisecrack

I said "hey! Someone shares my humor!"

I used to find myself laughing alone quite often. 

Thinking I was the only one that thought this way. 

Then there's the nuanced expressions, 

The same kind of responses I would have. 

A kind of reflection of myself. 

The similarities become so uncanny 

 Half is admiration and the rest is wonder. 

And as life is shared, it is easy to talk and make decisions. 

Some say you grow into it but sometimes it just "is". 

Nothing life throws is a surprise when we face it together, 

It is as if we are our own heckling section 

Out there making comments, narratives and humor. 

While everyone else is our entertainment. 

We are a unique and wonderful pair. 

And as we age, it ends with wisecracks too. 

That, my friend, is how you experience love.