I've contemplated the meaning of you
Your scent is familiar yet strange
I've been inquisitive
I'm curious at heart
Unpredictable yet intrepidly seeking
The known yet unknown to me
Pedantic in the daunting elaborations
Of my own whimsical imagination.
You fear what I already know to be certain.
Evidenced and proven
We have flourished.
Achieved and overcome
Youthfully chasing the dream we're living
Living vicariously in our own vigilance
Endowed to my new reality
I am you.
You are familiar and strange
Just like your scent,
I'm baffled by you.
Steadfast and unshaken I cannot be released
Manipulating every opportunity to be
Everlasting within my own favor.
Cautioned but vibrantly attending to my desire
I've read verbatim your garrulous attempt to make sense
Of who you are, what you have become.
I am aware of the sincerity in your eyes
The familiarity felt within your promise
The strangeness too of the novel experience
Contingent upon my own aptitude to yield
The striking difference of your past existence
I am you.
Prudent and enthralled
I too have evolved.
Changing, developing, growing
Just like you
You are familiar
Yet strange.
You are new.
And I am you.
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