Jigsaw Mystery

He was a bright star
Applauded by adults
Praised by teachers
Admired by peers.
Yet, he was a mystery to himself
He questioned day and night
Whom he loved, who loved him
Then he remembered her.
Did he love her, he was blank
He felt guilty, he felt empty
He did not know what he felt
He was puzzled.
Victorious in materials
Defeated in sentiments
He sought his happiness
In a never-ending journey

Suddenly, he realized she was the happiness
First thought in the morning, last in the night
Longing to feel her warmth, the welcoming embrace…

Yet, his mute sense failed
In unveiling the throbbing heart

His only hope,

That she fathomed his mystery soul.


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