“What does it look like, to be with me?”
That’s what I wonder whenever receiving a message that says, “I’m with you” or “We’re with you“. There is no emotion attached to the question, unless there is emotion attached to the statement.
It’s rhetorical, cause we know what’s real and what isn’t, not because we can answer the question verbally, but because we can feel it in our bones.
If I’m with you, don’t ask me if I love you, and if I love you, don’t ask me if I’m with you, because the spoken answer is meaningless if emotional arousal has not already spoken to those questions.
“What does it feel like, to be aroused by me?”
That’s what I wonder whenever envisioning how fire responds to fire.