To Know Her

I want to know her

Every single thing

And I want to be known by her

Because she’s beautiful

And there’s this light inside of her but it’s so deep because there are layers of other things too

Somehow, the light sneaks through anyway

And I love that

She’s an open book and a mystery

Her androgyny intrigues me

Like...what sort of gender is this?

I love it

She surprises me constantly with her thoughts and her humor and her observations and responses

And she makes me want to be better Her courage to search for meaning makes me search too and pushes me to see myself

I don’t know if she loves me like I love her or if she ever will...but somehow, it doesn’t feel like pain

It feels like a privilege to love her