she was an enigma.
unknown to even herself,
apparently not quite daring enough to open up...
we all keep a part just to ourselves, don't we?
she was a riddle.
waiting to be unraveled.
a puzzle,
with a missing piece that fell to the floor,
never to be found again,
so the puzzle will never be quite complete.
she was a mystery.
a labyrinth so complex,
not even she dared to start.

who will crack her case...?