At first I thought
This is impossible
How could there be
a replica of me
that lives outside my body?
How could he want
the exact same things
in the exact same manner
as I do?
He looked free
and dangerous
intelligent and shameless
and loving everyone
was both of our cups of tea
Then at second thought
he scared me
how could someone
truly be as heartless
as I pretend to be?
Sure, I wish that love were free
But I’d pay my left arm
to be someone’s one
and only
It’s a defense mechanism for me
And is it actuality for my twin?
Doesn’t love get underneath
his beautiful skin?
I was frightened
But I tried to keep up
Keep claiming we
were the same grade
until he said you know
what I really want?
My own personal
Adrian Balboa.
Relief! A human! Secretly sweet
A Secret I’ll keep…
And now I am back to my first thought
of impossibility
How could someone so far away
Be so much like me?