You had so many layers
you would put an onion to shame.
Here was the young, traumatized boy.
Here was the passionate teenager.
Here was the sentimental traveler in love,
here was the aloof lover.
Here was the boy born to stand out,
but here was the man trying to fit in.
Here were your lies, your worries, your fears and your mistakes.
Here were your loves, your laughs, your music, and your friends.
No matter which way I read you,
I always discovered something different.
You didn't like my uncanny insight,
so you left
before I could get to the bottom
of what made you tick.
Sometimes, ya just gotta let the emotions out.