i wonder if you love me.

is he in-love or in-to-love?

There are some things that makes me take a short pause and comprehend everything in order to understand what is it to all about. Something I could not understand, but soon I was able to see that thin lining in between.

I do ask myself- are you in love with me or into love with me? Take the pause and understand your own concept too, carefully. Just want the clearer view of what and who am I to you.

You would say I love you but times with the phrase "I am inlove with the idea of you".

The invisible wall would tell my senses about pure and undying affection but little do I know you don't love me, it was just the ides of the love we could have.

Days do come where I'll see the progress and downfall of inlove and into love.

The knowledge about seeing you fully suck inside the jelly like puddle of love having you "in love" but half of you is out of it, just appreciating the sight giving you the thoughts about wanting but not willing to dive in.

You were inlove until you shifted within the boarders of into love.

Or it might have been into but never in it.

I don't know.
Who knows.

I'm just a puzzled soul who is inlove with a messed up man.