Befuddlement

I spent a long time trying to find a word, one word, the right word. That would explain your affect on me.

Befuddlement

You befuddle me!

As many months pass, I still find you to be my main inspiration for writing, and I want to stop, to stop writing about you, to stop thinking about you, but I can’t, because you are a part of me now.

“You’ll be with me, like a handprint on my heart.”
For Good
Wicked

I can’t let you go.

I want to.

I can’t.

Your beautiful eyes,

Your wonderful smile,

Your heartwarming voice…

Your degrading stares,

Your heartbreaking words,

Your cruel farce.

I love you.

I hate you.

I’m befuddled by you.

You make me laugh.

You make me cry.

You befuddle me.

You make me mad.

You make me sad.

I wish I never knew you.

I can’t imagine life without you.

Do you see what you have done to me??

Confused me to no end.

Because of you,

forever I will always be…

befuddled

The End

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