I

Jacob

Jacob

A letter to you

It can't be more obvious

What did you do

I kept to myself

Tended the weeds

You picked my flowers

And offered to me

Titled Confusion

Was a handful of seeds

And out a protrusion

At the top of my needs

You hid my (Love-me-not)s

Until I wondered if they existed

I can't even connect these dots

The hints aren't listed

yet

You won't read

My letter to you

You don't need

To know what you do.