I can't understand.
I cannot surmise
about the thoughts,
behind your brown eyes.
You say, "I love you"
over and over, again.
I know you are afraid
but cannot explain, without logic
or reasoning, which is missing,
in your most beautiful mind.
When you say, "I used to be smart",
I know it is true,
but the one I married,
is no longer you.
I love you.