Different Kind of Differences

There is a strangeness in your realness and I've always suspected you were a different kind of human. Walking in a different kind of light, you have a different kind of gravatational pull and for that I am drawn to you and your thoughts, for you and your different theories are a well of information and sprouting from your very core, you are a different kind of different. The light catches you differently and makes you move differently and there is a potent sense of different to all of your fragments. You feel. You think. You speak. You act. Your movements, all different from one another, and in tow, different from anyone I've ever known.