You don't believe me when I tell you- I am not an enigma, I'm an open book. You tell me I'm written in encryptions you can't decipher And alas! You can't find the key no matter where you look. However, love, I could tell you that observation is the suit wherein you're weak And all you needed to do was observe to have every answer you seek. If only you looked closely, you would know that sometimes when I seem distant, I wear my kohl a little too loud You see that's how I cope with the darkness in me that I can't drown out. If you watched me closely on the days I laugh a little too much, you would easily guess That it's night is one where I am bound to be an inconsolable mess. If you noticed that the nights when insomnia haunts me are the ones where I usually write You would understand that with the demons in my head, that is the only way I know how to fight. If you took the time to know me, you would figure out why I put up so many guards Reason says that there must've been a river where there are now only ice shards. If you read between the lines, you would be horrified at the misery my verse hides And you would be swept off your feet as you realise that sorrow always comes in tides. If only you knew as I do that articulating can make things worse So when I wish to say "I love you", instead I send you a little verse.