I remembered a poem I had written a long time ago about a boy, any boy, while I was “all up in my feelings”, and i found it again.
It goes with what I’m feeling, in a way, right now. Here’s the ending of it:
He’s a cliffhanger to some,
But most of all to me.
I plan on seeking the clues to his riddle,
That much I can guarantee.
Is it worth the challenge?
Are you all you seem to be?
