Elusive U

I am at my wits end with you; usually I know what to do.

My usual tactics give me no results there is no reading you.

Sometimes you say things waiting for me to jump on that train.
Then other times you distance yourself and drive me insane.

I don’t know what to do.

Maybe, I should use something simple to approach you.

Something from my childhood years like, a note saying, do you like me too?

Then I would get an answer and know what to do.

But with you right now, I don’t have a clue.

You are not an open book to me; you escape me.

I think I want to test the waters with you.

But at this rate, I will never really know you.

U will remain elusive U.