I saw you
Walking to school today
Arms wrapped around your middle
Shoulders hunched forward
Nausea or pain?
Brow furrowed
Face grimacing
Eyes cast downward
That city bus pulled up to your left
Causing an exaggerated startle
Quick covering of ears
Instant pulling away
You appear hurting
Going through the motions anyway
I saw you
I saw me
sometimesihatemycat 
Yip. that’s what seeing is for me, sometimes anyway.
Don’t you sometimes feel, when you really see someone else, that you know exactly what they must be going through? Maybe not the details, but perhaps the raw human experience of suffering?