The Footsteps Stopped Coming Poem by Izobelle Pulgo

Footsteps in the stairs
Used to be a story yet unveiled
Pounding heart, looking forward
To a knock on the door
When once-upon-a-time begins.


Laughters, tears,
Silent talks we had
All these years
Crazy, silly us
Midnight's descent
Just a flurry on the side.


The footsteps stopped coming
The story ended
The talks, the laughs, the secrets
Became a seldom fall
Of water out of a wall.


Crazy, silly
None of them
Remained,
Midnight descended
For good.


As the story started
Once upon a time,
A friendship blossomed
A friendship grew
But as once upon a time ended,
The storybook closed.
Midnight descended
Forever on what could have been
Happily-ever-after
Had the footsteps never stopped..