On the day the Lions' Gate aligned, Vishal and Nicole's paths entwined. She never sought a crimson thread, Yet destiny's hand turned her head. He came, a wine-drunk fleeting youth, With eyes alight, unguarded truth. She stood her ground, yet he was bold, He sought her heart in tales of old. Relenting to his charming chase, She bared her soul, unveiled her face. In total trust, her walls came down, While shadows whispered all around. Her heart, it danced with warning signs, Yet red flags waved in shades benign. For love, she lacked the sight to claim, In hues that blurred to feel the same. Now nights are filled with restless dreams, Her mind consumed with silent screams. She longs for more than fleeting bliss— Not just a name upon a list. Vishal, a hope wrapped in disguise, Still hidden stars behind his eyes. In seeking love beyond her sight, She steps with caution towards the light.