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.