Selfish

Is it selfish of me to want her all to myself
Am I propagating some patriarchal condition
Like Ondaatje's Cinnamon Peeler

They say if you love something to set it free
Am I doomed to remain locked within my own desires

I gave her my whole self
Sometimes I feel like it's not enough
I can never satisfy
Fully

Her smile brings me the greatest happiness
Her happiness is my happiness
I am happiest when she is happy
Content

Is that wrong
Am I the problem
Do I know how to be happy
On my own

She's shown me parts of myself I never thought existed
I owe her
I am weak
Anxious

My thoughts have never been less clear
Joy, depression

I miss her before she's even gone
I tell her so

Still
She loves me