• yashbee 10w

    It was 2:25 AM.
    The chills of the wind was making her blood freeze.
    The flowers were dancing ghastly.
    Followed by the clock ticking 3 and 4 and lastly 5.
    The hushed silence lined both side of street.
    He was searching for his beloved.
    The agony of love has never left her mind - the feeling that had smothered him to death.
    I feel someone's presence.
    The grasp of his hand holding her neck.
    Suffocating her: first out of emotions and gradually out of air
    Leading to the murder of her emotions and
    At last, her mortal body.
    Oh! Wait.
    Have I told you that a day before it was her birthday?
    Have I told you that a day before it was his death day?
    I see him standing everywhere.
    Wherever she goes. Whenever she goes.
    Through the storms, he was his invisible crown
    But, now a burden for she has to suffer
    The days getting tougher.
    Oh! Wait.
    Have I told you that she was standing alone.
    I see her body collapsing,
    He standing behind timidly,
    Holding her hands,
    Souls reaching an unknown land.
    Love,
    You don't forget when you're young,
    You don't forget when you're a spirit
    It stays with you,
    And slowly takes you into it's clutches.
    ~From her shadow