Written by :Madhul 

Days on end she sat and cried,
All the while thinking how the goddess had lied,
Now she hated the word love more than ever before,
Her heart bore the bitterness as her soul had, therefore –
Now not one soul could convince her of a different life,
She gave up desperately wishing she could hold a knife.
One morning as mournful as she had been,
She went to the window to see what she had already seen,
The village sat nestled more of a town now,
From the corner of her eye she saw something else,
Something strange, as if in the wrong place,
Neatly folded on her porch was a piece of paper,
White in contrast to the house's old yellow,
Knowing it couldn't be coincidence she approached nearer.
Now banish your misguided views about ghosts,
she could full well walk in the sun if she pleased,
the only reason she avoided doing so,
was because men were scared of her then even more.
But she went out anyway,
Far too curious to allow this opportunity to pass away,
As she stooped down to pick the letter,
It slid away from her leaving her in awe.
What filthy magic was this?
Was this a trap for her to be seized?
As she realized it could be,
she turned around in an awful hurry,
and she ran for the door, she would have made in too,
if a voice hadn't spoken, a voice she knew,
she pivoted around her body frozen in shock,
there stood the same boy who had gone running into the dark.

She fought all urge to flee from the scene again,
An air of smug confidence surrounded his frame,
She looked him square in face,
done with the hassle and the chase,
"what do you want?", she asked him quite coldly.
"and you can talk", he exclaimed in mockery.
Not once had she met someone unafraid of her presence,
Though wanting exactly this he pricked her patience,
For some reason she lashed out pretty unflatteringly,
"you do remember how scared you were of me the other night?"
With a smirk she looked for the fear she expected,
But the boy's face was devoid of fright,
He talked softly in his slow drawling pace
Whipping the smirk off eli's face.
"If I do then so would you,
I quite remember not one shriek but two."