To be honest,
I'm not sure what to write.
You're a mystery,
An enigma,
A riddle.
A puzzle without any pieces,
But the outline is there.
I can see you, a hazy shadow,
Chewing on the end of a pen
I can almost see your face,
But the words obscure it.
You know who you are.
I'm not declaring love.
I'd just like to say.
Thank you for being my friend.