Is it paralyzed by fear
Is it petrified by the thought of me
Is it the not so reliable men before me
Is it the fact you can't comprehend how much I love you
Is it the way I go about all of this
Is it the questions you ponder
Is it the answers you wonder
Is it because I'm not good enough
Is it because it's too good to be true
It's your heart that's a question
You're truly a mystery
I'm not an investigator
I'm not a love detective
I can't read the clues
I can't piece together the evidence
You're a suspect in a crime
That I'm afraid to convict you of
Yet my cover is blown
You see the truth to who I am
My hearts very existence
Lay before you in ruins
Maybe it's the ghosts you're afraid of
The voices whispering that echo louder
Your hearts a question
Every emotion boiling inside you
Is it the fear of being brought to life
By a man you barely know
I promise I'm not trying to make you a Frankenstein monster
If you don't want this tell me
Before I ***** the bolts in my neck any further
Pull the lever to be electrified into existence
I'm not asking you to be my Frankenstein bride
Just the amazing woman who's not scared of all these scars
All these stitches in my heart
All the missing pieces of my insanity
I'm sorry I can't comprehend the evidence
That maybe I'm going about this all wrong
So maybe I'll black out the details
Try to make a new case
When this time I'm the victim
Because your heart was the unanswerable question
Taking my thoughts and suffocating my heart
And I'm sorry if this poem seems cruel
But I'm fighting myself more than ever
Trying to understand why I'm so madly in love with you
Yet that answer is obvious
Clear as crystal horizons
But I'm so oblivious to it
You're simply you
A Mystery that can never be solved