The Lover Behind The Mask

If the truth is so significant, Why won’t you Show your real face? Mystery, mystery, That is your defense And also the pretense That causes every motion And poisons my devotion! I am fully aware That many times, A mystery is never solved Or can it be resolved With an adequate conclusion! The story is worn, I know who done it, When each clue is woven In my thorny path While a whispering note (“I love you”) Is permanently attached To my hesitant ears! I cannot take it anymore But I cannot leave it either Because of some Intriguing or stupid reasons. So, I will be in a limbo Always guessing, until at last, The truth is revealed: The lover behind the mask!