Perplexed Love

I like you, I really do;

I might even get a tatoo.

Don't ask me if I love you,

'Cause you already know what's true.

Don't go pondering all sad,

Overthinkin 'nough to go mad.

Rest assured, it's all the same;

There's no reason for any blame.

I'm sorry for not trying,

But your absence leaves me sighing.

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