Mystery Boy

Mystery Boy By Dakota Cowan My mom always warned me about the different types of boys. The ones not to fall in love with. The typical party goers The high school jock The class clowns The stoner boys You name it, she warned me about them. She warned me about all of them but one. You. The mystery boy. How come she did not warn me about you? Was it because she knew out of all the different types of heart break, yours would be the worst? Did she know if she warned me about you it would make me want you even more? I mean I get it, I definitely learned the hard way with a few of my relationships. But those were predictable heartbreaks. You, you came in subtle. Quiet. Knew the right words to say, and when to say them You let your actions speak more than you ever have. You are unpredictable Maybe that is why I am drawn to you. Maybe in the end it was not the romance novels I was truly interested in Maybe it was the mystery ones.