I fall over your every word.
Tangled in each constant  and vowel.
I approach your conversation with unexplained anxiety, unable to articulate what i mean to say.

You leave me searching for answer's to questions you never answered.
Boy, i am one more fool fool lured in by love's cacophonous death siren.
Why do i settle on a romance that hasn't a chance, im better than this, im no idiot, a skeptic i am, relying on empirical evidence.

but still, you have me turning to faith.
MAN!
I
Think
I
Love
You.