Why can't I not think,

the many thoughts I always do?

Why can't I not think,

any thought, without you?

I thought I could always scribble.

One thought or another.

Or just make up some, sometimes.

I thought I could always tell.

One feeling from another.

Or just not feel something, sometimes.

I thought I could always forgive.

One mistake or another.

Or just forget that I was wrong, sometimes.

I thought I could always hide.

One pain or another.

Or just lie behind smiles, sometimes. 

..

Why can't I not feel,

the love I always do?

Why can't I not be,

so hopelessly in love with you?