We
are synonyms but not the same.
Synonyms know each other like old colleagues, like a set of friends
who've seen the world together. They swap stories, reminisce
about their origins and forget that though they are similar, they
are entirely different, and though they share a certain set of
attributes, one can never be the other. Because a quiet night is
not the same as a silent one, a firm man is not the same as a
steady one, and a bright light is not the same as a brilliant one
because the way they wedge themselves into a sentence changes
everything.
They are not the same.