The Man who was a Paradox to me

The closer I tried to go the further he pushed me away

I wore my heart on my sleeve

Being aware of the price I’d have to pay.

I would listen so carefully to everything he’d have to say

The more I found out about him, the more I wanted to stay.

He was similar to a riddle; it kept playing on my mind

In the hope of figuring him out, I was falling behind.

I don’t know what it was, why I behaved in such a peculiar way

My questioning would never stop, his answers always felt incomplete

You would think after continuous efforts, I should’ve accepted defeat.

I would keep expecting to hear from him someday

For him to call me and intrigue me yet again, in his enigmatic way

He never did though; it was always me initiating every conversation

I guess I gave myself too many false expectations.

An unusual character with so many sides

Cold but warm,

Intelligent yet modest,

So close yet so detached.

My attempts to figure him out, merely confused me more and more

Was he just too good at hiding his mystery, or were my attempts too poor?

I guess one day I got tired of missing him

My wait was proven to be worthless

Because he’d actually left forever

And he wasn’t coming back

Not today, not tomorrow, never…

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Some people are a mystery and it is cool.
"Cold but warm,
Intelligent yet modest,
So close yet so detached.
My attempts to figure him out, merely confused me more and more
Was he just too good at hiding his mystery, or were my attempts too poor? "
I like odd people. Keep us guessing. I like the flow of thoughts leading to the very good ending. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[PANDORA]

You described this guy perfectly. The progression of what happens when, "he's just that into you", fly's from the page.

One suggestion: the last line could do without the "never." Just...Not today, not tomorrow...

Hope this helps.

Thanks for the read

[SP]

Good attempt. Very relatable.