muse

you might be an onion

Muse,

You're quite the oddball, aren't you? I think I've always admired your ability to be able to turn the tables just like that. I thought I had you all figured out, but with the smile of someone who knows they've been played, I'm starting to realize that you aren't the two dimensional person that I (regretfully) thought you were. You're just as confusing as me, it seems. Of course, I'm not sure why I expected anything less; perhaps because neither of us are all too willing to open up. Not just in respect to each other, but in relation to everyone else, too.

However, you let yourself open up to someone else, and even though I don't know the whole story I'm willing to believe you could quite possibly be an onion. You know, with layers and things.

Do you hate onions, or metaphors, or both? 

Carrillo.