Lost Love Poem by Aswathi Asok

It was a long and a narrow road
I preferred as it was short cut to reach the school soon
Path covered with mute stones and dried leaves
I could hear someone behind me also walking but
Never dared to look back
The deep sigh rang in my ear made sure it was him.
I haven't heard anything except his foot steps
I made sure his foot steps followed me everyday
One day the sound of walking stopped in the middle
I turned around to see him, but
I could see only the path covered with fallen leaves
Not even a foot print.
Aswathi