Confused Poem by Eric Niehoff

She loves me, she loves me not?
But why does that matter?
I love her, I love her not?
The cons list just makes me sadder.

If she’s telling the truth it makes no sense
Maybe the truth is always crazy
Or maybe I am just being dense.
Want to fix things but future is hazy

Resolution is nowhere in sight
Lashing out irrationally at any thing
I refuse to go down without a fight
Avoiding failure and its horrible sting.

Doing thing she knows will upset me
And silence is all I hear from her
I want to be important is my plea
Bipartisan effort is the cure.

I don’t know what I want anymore...