(Think of the movie Sky High as your metaphor reference)
We're like the side-kicks. (Myself and those like me). We got their back... but we can never be them. We wait for, care for, and sometimes, exact small forms of (mostly-benign) revenge on them.
We can't live without them. We can't be happy without them. We can't be totally happy with them either. We feel blessed by their love for us. Whatever form that love may take, we accept it, often greedily.
They take us with them, even if only in spirit. They are selfish, and so are we, even though we fancy ourselves self-less. Inspite of our selfishness, we would die for them... maybe even die to see them succeed.
We are the ones who love them.
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