I used to know (poem #52)

I used to think I know what love was,

and I knew exactly what I needed to do to make someone happy,

I had all the perfect words,

knew the perfect way to say everything,

how specifically to act to make someone smile,

or even just show them I care…

However, with you…

with you it is different,

the words don’t come out right,

they don’t work,

it doesn’t work…

Because with you I have no idea what I am doing!