It is so easy to be loud and confident before you and they set hands on one another.
So effortless to expect their cries and capitulations before your fingers wrap and tangle in each other’s hair.
So simple to see your body besting theirs, in every way you wish it to, before breasts first press against breast.
So clear that you are their better before nose tips meet, and the breath of two become one.
And so absolutely devastating when those illusions are torn asunder, upon discovering that it was their truths that were real.