You are my greatest mystery.
For what I think is true
may not be true at all.
Are you the person
my heart believes you are—
or were you always just a projection
of what I felt I deserved?
Which is best to believe?
I am torn.
There is nothing certain
about you anymore.
May 12
May 12, 2026 at 6:05 PM UTC
You are my greatest mystery.
For what I think is true
may not be true at all.
Are you the person
my heart believes you are—
or were you always just a projection
of what I felt I deserved?
Which is best to believe?
I am torn.
There is nothing certain
about you anymore.