Alone and around;
Without making a sound,
Sit I still here and now,
Wondering- How?
I've been so lonely all this long,
Believing that it would make me strong.
Yet, I check for messages and calls,
But my phone doesn't chime at all!

The rain that poured on that day;
Made the trees wet and the leaves sway.
I stood under the shed behind the school,
Waiting for the drops to fade and wind to cool.
I shivered as the air blew my hair;
I trembled as the sounds sounded to scare.
And then when my eyes figured out a figure by my side,
My heart beat in my mouth and forced me to hide.
I squealed, I screamed, I stayed shut and tried,
To think and believe that my mind had lied.

But then he came closer and looked at me,
With an intensity that set my spirit free.
I lost the ability to form words and phrases,
I wondered was he a ghost that chases?
Because, if that were true,
I won't be able to run a step or few.
But then he opened his mouth;
And then I heard a voice that made all my blood run south!

'Its not safe to be alone in here,
The shed is haunted and you should fear'
I looked at him with both amusement and awe;
And pondered how beautiful he looked from where I saw!
Call me stupid or whatever you want reader,
Because he scared me to death not moments ago- but now was my fantasy feeder!

I took a breath and shook my head,
"I am not afraid of you"- is what I said.
He smiled an evil smile and held out his hand,
With shaky fingers I raised mine to land,
On his palm that looked so strong;
Only when I couldn't feel it- I felt something was wrong!
I looked up and found those irises piercing mine,
With all my might I fought to be fine.

For every boon there's a bane,
For every mad there's a sane.
For every love there's a hate,
For every human there's a mate.
For every word there's a rhyme,
For every emotion there's a mime.
For every ugly there's a beauty,
For every shirker there's a duty.
For every pain there's a pleasure,
For every heart there's an embrasuer.
For every belief there's a myth,
For every innocent there's some filth.
For every sinner there's a saint,
For every thought there's some taint.

There's a man I love; There's a woman I crave.
There are feelings I have; There's a thought I save.
There was a sight I saw; There was a sound I heard,
There were things to say and not just a few words!

There was a future I had; There were memories I clad.
There was a book where I lived; There was a chapter where I was killed.

But like me she was too proud to stay,
And like me he was the best player of the game we played.
She was the purest sin I ever committed;
He was the darkest dress that ever fitted!

Her beauty was a drug, her brain was my undoing,
But like all other addictions, it ended up *******!
His touch ignited my demons, his laughter filled my misery,
And later he ****** magic out of our love like one of his many trickeries.

She built me once and broke me twice,
She was the only virtue among my other vice*
He held me close and made me dream,
Then left me alone in shock and scream.
And all this time I sit here and wonder,
What would life have been with her still under!

And all these years I've been as cold as ice,
Thinking about the storm that promised warmth in disguise.
She was and will always be mine,
In hate, in love, in redemption and crime.
Her heart shall beat for me because mine still does,
Her mind and soul, her body and fuzz.
All of her has my name imprinted,
Even though she remains hidden behind her windows tinted.

My body still trembles for him,
My locks still know his fingers even as they stand trim.
My lips can feel his- every time I close my eyes,
He is still remembered- even to my own despise!

Forgetting the past should have been easier,
Falling for someone else shouldn't have sounded sleazier!
We both know who we are and whom we want,
And that is why our history still haunts.
And then there's a future we will die to flaunt,
With us, with him, with her. And that fact shall always daunt.