My shoes are muddy.

My footsteps leave behind a trail of disintegrated hopes and dreams.
The clouds have gathered and I had purposely left behind my umbrella
at the train station.
Everything is becoming numb grey.
I could see you standing under the shade.
I could see you are waiting for someone.
The rain started pouring.
I stood unfazed.
My soul is drenched with superficial darkness.
The cold is wrapping me with its strong hypnotic embrace.
I am afraid that you are waiting for me.
It has been a year.
A lot have happened.
Deep in your heart you have lost love for me.
I have become this putrid hag.
You have lost the innocent delicate princess you once loved.
I want to see you and undo the past year.
Reality is my enemy.
My being is now corrupted.
I have lost my luster.
Tears fall.
You finally saw me.
I knew you were waiting for me.
In your eyes I could see you are hurting.
I took out a bejeweled dagger and plunged it into my heart.
My soul escaped by body.
Life is lost.
I lay motionless in a puddle of mud and blood.


But my heart did not stop beating.