i am and always was….You.

i was formed…. from You.

i rose up high
to meet your expectations,
and left what was me
behind.

now i am all that You are.

but still i can never reach
You, who stand on that pedestal
that i put You on.

You, who are too friendly,
too kind, too generous, too funny,
too…perfect.
i resent You, for being so far
and i admire You, for being so close
and i love You.

when i see You
i see perfection,
i do not see myself.

and yet i am You
in essence.

i am You.

what You say, i learn
where You go, i go
who You love… i am jealous

but i love them too,
because i am You.