I did not choose her.
She did not choose me.
We were forced upon each other
By a woman with a clipboard.

Two personalities
Contrasting so completely
And yet
"You fit the part"
They tell me.

So now she is mine
Now I am hers.
She's in here somewhere;
They all are.

I just need to
keep
digging
I just need to
cast
a line
I just need to
gently
coax her
to the surface
I just need to
understand.

She is me
I am she
We are one
Amidst the curtains.