I am lost
for you played with my belief
that love does not exist

I am confused
for you have affected my psyche
in such a way I could not place

I am perplexed
for you have caught my sense of being
that I could not do for my own

I am bewildered
for such a person like you can stop
my breathing in such few words

Truly, I am stranded
amidst your maze of never-ending sentiments,
a play of words only you and I can understand

And I am trapped
betwixt love’s deception
and you as its counterexample

I am all this, and NOT a believer
but you are a proof of existence
that I could not refuse to embrace