I Don'T Know

“I just don’t know.”
You ever have that feeling,
That sinking feeling,
Where you try
And you try 
And you try
To wrap your 
head 
around 
something.

Yet all that 
comes to mind
Is
Nothing

Where you have to
“I don’t know”
Yourself
Because you cant
“I don’t know”
Tell what the right or wrong
move is.
Is there even a move
Or is it just you?

You see
“I just don’t know”
Do I like you?
Do I like the thought
of you?
Of you and me?
of us?
Or am crazy
Because of you?

I can’t explain it
I just know its
“I don’t know”
You

There’s hardly any time
Yet with you
I seem to forget about time
If only in our moments
Until I’m pulled away knowing
There’s never enough 
time.

I know so little
Yet I’m pulled in
Strapped in
For a ride
I know
“I don’t know”
Will either make me
Or break me
“I just don’t know”

Yet like a bee
Enticed by that sweet
oh so sweet
Smile
I run to thee
I’d swim to thee
“I don’t know”
I’d even sing for thee
And believe me
I cant sing
That much
“I know”

You see there’s 
Things I know
But I’m afraid to show
About me
What nerdy
Things could I hope to show
A sun-flower
Unlike me

You see
To me you’re
Spring to my lips
You’re the cool drops of rain
I hope to catch on the tip of tongue
The dew
On thin blades of morning grass
I envy.


“I don’t know”
Call me old fashion,
Im a dying romantic,
Hoping to count each seed of yours
Under the moon’s bright light
Each seed
A different story
Story of you

I may not love all of them
Im only human
You probably won’t love 
All of mine
God knows I'm only human
But
“I don’t know”
I may just love
All of you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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