you know, love. they can all fuck off.
it is just you and me and this world is ours.
for us, there is no need to ever kneel again.

but i would kneel before you every single day.
that is crazy, how i adore you at times. honestly.)
looking at you, knowing that you are just the same.

and i know how you breathe.
and i know how you are to act.
i know all your orders and all your faults.

i find it delusive to trying consider us as two different entities.