Mysteriously Paradoxic

You,

You I cannot comprehend.

You are the human embodiment of all that is inexplicable.

You are the vast universe that humankind has yet to discover.

You are that moment at 3 A.M. where I'm exhausted but cannot seem to fall asleep.

You are the feeling in the pit of my stomach when I think about that night.

You are the thoughts that creep into my head sometime after midnight.

You are the paradoxical feeling I get in the middle of a sunshine filled day.

You are variable X.

You are unknown.

You want to remain unknown.

You want to retain that questionable air about you.

You,

Even after you have left,

You remain a whispered secret.

Even after you have left,

You remain

You.