A constant throb.
My mind,
Pounding,
Crippling,
And i lay here
Thinking about you.

You.

Who are you?
I don't even know you.
I don't know your face,
Your body,
Your mind.
I don't know your voice.
I don't know

You.

I don't know because
I haven't found you.
I haven't figured out
What I want you to be.
Maybe I never will.
I think

You

Will forever remain a mystery

To me.

~012201~