As you went away, beauty of everything faded. My heart no more attracts toward anything at all. I'm one who created his own pain and swallowed it. Now, it is thriving inside me daily. But, it is sweetly painful now. It is something which seems to stay or grow big and convert in something new. Maybe, it is just foundation of something more than pain which is still yet to come. I'm on my ownself and that's enough for right now. But, what if I couldn't be enough for myself in future? What if I couldn't handle it at my own? Would you be here with me? Would you place your fingers on parts of my body which I've burnt? I'm afraid again, after along time. I thought, I won't fear of anything again, anymore. But, what if tomorrow night as I lay on bed and it becomes hard for me to stay? Will you text me? Pain is increasing every moment; nonstop. Anyway, I'm going in another room to get some cigarettes. Will see ya later.