What I want to say, I can't express.
What I feel is anybody's guess.
But the big question here is
Do you feel what I fear?

It was easier when you were a pain.
Now life is awkward and a strain.
All around there is this huge doubt,
Waiting . . .  and wondering what it's all about.

I can't straighten it out in my mind.
I don't even know what I'm trying to find.
The big question is, "How do I feel about you?"
And looming a little smaller, "Do you care about me too?"

So the question still is there
As the answer sheet remains, forever bare.
I'll endeavor for now to try to see,
The answer to the question . . . 
	"Do you love me?"