I have watched you for months
When you get ready to be you
In a public setting
Less private than just us in your room

You walk out of the door
With the same flesh and bones
But a new mind put in place
Because you think the private one
Will be some sort of public disgrace

Societal influence takes a toll on you
So therefor, it takes a toll on the one who loves you
As I watch you before you leave,
I wait until you return to me
And you always do
Even if you're out all night

When you return, your muscles have grown
Your shoulders are tight, you are bloodshot
From all the stress and the weight you purposefully
Put on yourself, only to lift it off

After so much of watching you
I have grown accustomed to the process
That I so much want to join in myself
And now I am sore
Sore and in love with you,
Sore and in love with whoever you are.