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After all this time,

At the cornerstone of all that's come to pass,

Of talking about it until it became a story,

Never thinking you would actually reappear,

And there you were,

With an X or star,

Waiting to be acknowledged,

And I become paralyzed,

Gone numb with fright,

I never thought I'd feel again,

Reeling among the ashes I swallowed everyday

like a pill,

Yelling for you to go away,

But they say,

First love never dies,

And what a cursed parchment I am,

For having you written all over me,

As my first tale,

Not even scrubbing can take you away,

But,

Just maybe, I can prove this wrong

And be the exceptional case,

Maybe, I can unlove the beast of my creation

And banish you to the tower,

Without regret.

 

© Soshinie Singh

Author of the Phoenix Letters and the Mist Calling