There's a sweet tale yet untold
Embroidered by the time alone
Two young crossed lovers,
Caught in the midst of throe

Your eyes, my quilt during nightfall
Your lips, inked on my blue soul
"You are a hallmark of perfection", she wrote.
Sadly, he didn't fancy reading.

I have waited countless fortnights
Only to witness thee, my kryptonite
"You're my certain in this world full of uncertainties" he said.
But his echoes did not reach her.

You are her utopia and you are his euphoria
"You're meant to be but not on this lifetime", cursed fate.
Cruel how time can turn passionate lovers-
Into strangers with some memories.

Maybe, some tales end happy
But not all stories will, until then
He is ,still, her achilles heel while
She, is his forlorn unrequited love.