At parties and cafés, affairs launch with flair
Behind witty banter and perfectly coifed hair
Each hopeful romancer rehearses their lines
But the ones that feel truest are best left behind
One smiles so serenely, all sunshine and ease
While the other cracks jokes designed to appease
Their conversations, a round of clever charades
Where feelings hide deep in the masquerade
Declarations of hobbies, “I’m outdoorsy and spry”
While sneakers at home gather cobwebs and sigh
Admitting to yoga, kale, or obscure indie bands
All part of the scheme, all part of the dance
Cue the detective, call him Heart’s Private Eye
Peering past pleasantries, noticing why
The couple grows silent when questions get real
And laughter turns awkward, betraying the deal
He dusts for the fingerprints under each tale
The “just one ex” story that’s suspiciously pale
The “loves candlelit dinners” but wincing at wax
The “allergic to cats” though feeding strays snacks
He scans their text bubbles, “I had so much fun”
Versus bored Google searches for “How to outrun
Awkward brunch moments” or “Tips to look smart”
Or “What to do if you don’t like modern art”
Yet as he unravels their layers of guise
The sleuth finds a twist, he’s caught by surprise
Both donned their disguises not strictly to fake
But to shield their old wounds and stop their hearts’ ache
Behind “I’m just chill” or “I never get mad”
Are hopes to avoid looking clingy or sad
So Heart’s Private Eye calls a meeting at last
“Drop all the costumes, let the act be the past”
The couple, unmasked, is sheepish at first
Swapping true stories, warts, weirdness, and worst
And laughter erupts, even more off the cuff
For real quirks and honesty, now that’s the good stuff
Relationships thrive not on smooth repartee
But on showing your fears and your nerdiest glee
So next date you find if you care for romance
Ditch the performance, try giving truth a chance
So hearts may wear masks in the start of the game
But the best love is forged when you dare to be plain
For the mystery ends, as all great tales must
When you’re bravest enough to just be yourself
