Shadow

What is it you ink on that paper that I can’t see?
It’s my soul. I don’t want you to know me better than me.

What is that you want to hide?
I don’t want you to look inside.

Is it because you don’t trust me enough?
Not in my darkest hour, love.

Let me see for if it’s your heart,
let me know if I am a part.
I’m a puzzle you can’t put together,
let it be a mystery, forever.

What am I to you? A stranger, a lover or a friend?
None… you’re just a mere imagination.

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