And Yet…. A Mystery

You are the page in my diary
That I don’t want to stop writing
The story that I want to keep re-reading
The fairytale that I wake up to in the morning

 

And yet…

 

I stand cursing your name to the heavens
You’re the definition of frustration
Impossible to not drive a person crazy
Visually picture your head with darts

 

Any yet….

 

You are still a mystery.

 

~HonestLynne

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3 responses to “And Yet…. A Mystery

  1. Hello, thank you for visiting, and the like on my blog. Your writings are beautiful. Keep up the good work. I will see you soon.

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