Wavelengths

Wavelengths
They are the same, yours and mine
mine and yours
Reading them
As if you ripped pages out of my notebook
And I am still unaware.
Stealing my thoughts
Saying the things I scream
Saying them beautifully
Gracefully, with a passion
That scorns my indignation
Dammit, They are my thoughts!
Give them back!
Give them to me!
I thought them, I wrote them.
But you wavelength is my own
We travel the same circle
Two moons destined to crash.
As you say the thoughts I feel so eloquently
and I am once again reminded
Of my inferiority.
Dammit, Give me back
myself