i am already yours.

I find that I wish I was different, and I find this often.
I find that I wish I was less complex, and I feel this strongly.
I find that I wish I was better, and I hope to become this eventually.

I have a hard time understanding how to love you,
because you are already the fullness of the things I wish I was, too.

You are already faithful.
You are already steady in joy.
You are already unwavering.
You are already listening
You are already speaking.
You are already firm and full of grace.
You are already patient.
You are already kind.
You are already loving me.
You are already full of peace.
You are already understanding.
You are already seeking.
You are already very good.
You are already waiting.
You are already in love.
You are already perfect in conflict.
You are already beautiful.
You are already true.
You are already humble.
You are already gentle.
You are already un-contradicting.
You are already honest.
You are already satisfied and whole.

You are already all that I would like to be and
what I think I have to strive to be, but actually
You haven’t asked any of that of me.

You did say, though, that
You already call me friend.

And so what am I afraid of?
You are already mine, and I, yours.