Unraveling Questions Part 2

You are my question
Sometimes you have a clear answer 
Sometimes you have many clea answers but I can never understand them all
Is this all in my head
Maybe you are
I think that sometimes, you know
That you don't exist
That you are just a figment of my overly active imagination

And then you give me a hint about my question
And I know you are real
I because I couldn't confuse myself that badly
That's just not how my mind works

Water runs down your face at strange angles when it rains
It curves down your cheeks and each drop meets another at the bottom of your chin
It makes me want to trace that line with my finger
Over and over
But I don't
Because you would raise your eyebrows and look at me strangely

Why do you have to be so confusing
Life would be easier if you weren't
But questions can go unanswered 

But they don't have to

Which is why I'm still unraveling the walls around you 
Bit by bit
Until I can see you
In the light