His Enigma

"I don't get you. You are like an enigma." He said. 

she replied, "I would agree, its really not hard to be an enigma. 

It's easy. I just be myself- without really knowing who that is.

So, it seems were both enigmatic. We are all, and yet we are not."

His mind couldn't wrap itself around that. 

But his heart, for the first time felt understood.


-K.L. Marie

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