Confusion, Complexity, Completion...

Confusion, Complexity, Completion...
Confusion, the thoughts going through my brain, Confusion, as to all this pain, Confusion, trying to figure out if its a change or if I'm going insane... Confusion when I try to find words to say, Confusion, when my Confused state brings the one I love pain... Confusion, for the thoughts I get at night, for the things that run across my sight, for the hurt I feel from things I wish WEREN'T real, for the hurt I feel from the things I wish WERE real, for the things that cause this confusion, for the things that cause this pain, for the things that cause this pain, for the things that cause this pain. Confusion, Confusion, for the state you might be in after you read this page... Confusion...
Confusion, Complexity, Completion...
Complexity, Complexity, The Complexity of the things I wish to say, of the mood I try to portray. The Complexity, of the way you go by day by day doing this so easy like its all in the work of a day, The Complexity of all that's jam packed in those two words when I say "I'm ok". The Complexity of the first paragraph, of this poem, I try to put all I'm feeling not in a easy way, but in The Complexity of how I've been feeling each day. The Complexity of what we have and what we will have after a few days, of how we do it, of how u do it, for I thought wrong, that it would be as easy for me as is for you until The Complexity came in every other word I said except the three that mattered most except the three, except the three, except the "I love you", except those three, except every thing else that had The Complexity... The Complexity of the poem I hope you can dismantle until all I've said has been brought to ease minus all The Complexity...
Confusion, Complexity, Completion...
Completion, of this poem is near, of the things I wanted to say jumbled like a puzzle yet missing some pieces making the Completion of the things I wanted to say not Complete until I find that strength I had before to bring the Completion of this Confusion or this Complexity... Completion of the things I wish, of the things I pray, I wish one day for the things I pray to happen today, for it leaves me Confused as I know this poem might you, but The Complexity of Life shall one day be broken into easy pieces but until that day of Completion we shall try to find the truth from all the Complexity to minus all the Confusion as I know you will do in reading this poem, as I ask you to not be Confused when I give you the Complexity of my Love. It all leads to the Completion, The Conclusion that I love you in so many ways even if it hurts to see you leave me for days and I get Confused of The Complexity of the Love you express and the Completion of the smile you put on my face... And as I reach the true Completion I ask of you, never leave me Confused, as we carry on the Complexity of the life we live, and assure me the Completion of it, assure me I won't fall, but in the end stand happy, in the end stand tall... Confusion, Complexity, Completion...

*somewhere about 2 and a half years ago, about 2011, trying to explain to my love how I felt*