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.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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