i know you don't mean to do it
but sometimes you make it hard for me to
understand what you're saying.
i am so damn confused about you...
about us...
about everything in between.
you're like that missing page
from a book i know by heart,
replaced by a piece of paper
with the words i can barely understand.
decoding you is the most difficult task
but in doing so, i have found
no reason to give up.