you don’t know me
as well as
you could know you
though your own testosterone deficiency
tells me you see no need
i cannot simply
say that i am lucky because
it would discredit
all your love
you know that it’s true
i love you because of who
i saw in the end
i’m not where you think i am
you don’t need me
as much as
you should know by now
yet you’re here
right beside me
completely free
of any neccesity
i don’t know how to tell you anymore
that you can’t compare
to me
you know that it’s true
i love you because of who
i saw in the end
i’m not what you think i am
you saw me in the end
so can i ask you what you think
i am?
