He was a mystery. The kind of mystery that kept you on your toes, the nail biting, knee slapping, mind boggling, mystery.
You could sit for hours and analyse him, observe his every move and yet you would never know what goes on in that complex mind of his.
He was impossible. Impossible to figure out, impossible to love and impossible to fix.
But I wanted to figure out every inch of his mind. I wanted to figure out each of his thought and each of his move.
I wanted to outlast the master of mystery.
These are completely random and not related at all. At least, not yet. 😂
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baby, give the stars a chance to shine brighter than you.
Randomdid you know that the stars are jealous of your glow? ****** #1 on sonnet. 11th of May, 2018. Completed on the 2nd of June, 2018.
