She came unannounced in the dead of night. Through a secret crack only she knows where. She thought me a tad lonely and offered her savage company. She flew to the rooftop, hovered in silence and observed in bloodthirsty anticipation. I slept a pleasant sleep, callously comfortable and blissfully unaware.
|She was hanging out in my bedroom|
|This is where she made love to me|
I thought I heard something move. I looked at the watch - 2:30 AM. Thoughts can be groggy, at such times of the night. Something seemed odd, I couldn't quite tell. I turned on the lights. Still nothing. Still no idea of the carnage that had transpired. I got up nevertheless, and took a small walk. She hid in the corners, too ashamed to admit her lust. The guilt eventually got the better of her and she made her appearance. A bewildered me ran for cover, while she flew her sorties, banking and turning, all around my little room. She was not welcome, I made it clear. But she would not leave, she demanded her rights ; You and I are in this together now, she exclaimed. She was inconsolable, she wanted a relationship. A one night stand is all I could offer. So she left and it broke her heart.
A day has passed, a day spent in the hospital. Getting injection after injection, inoculation after inoculation. I am petrified to fall sleep. Lest she find me again, vulnerable as ever, the love of her life.