Enigma

I still remember my first sight of you. What on Earth is he? I thought, not sure what to make of everything you told me. But there was something about you that intrigued me, something so different that I could think of nothing but you. You were not like the men I had known before, the men that promised forever and forgot in an hour.

So I followed you.

I cannot say that I understand you. Not even you understand you.

But I understand one thing very clearly.

I will follow you anywhere, to the very end of the universe.


Written for Avendya on LiveJournal