The Power of Pronoun

You are a random assortment of beautiful energies, aligned perfectly to extricate every semblance of civility out of me. You are the bane of my existence—the eternal devil’s advocate to my serenity. You are the constant thought. You are the ever-present interpretation. You are the complicated and surreal. You are the reason I fail to reason. You are my emotional catalyst; my heart pounding; my chest sinking. You are my driving force and fascination. You are my never-ending chess board and the best player I’ve ever played. You are the yin to my yang and the yang to my yin. You are variety and I am choice. You are challenge and ease. You are comfortably and awkwardly. You are.