Nights like these, sleepless and unpleasant, remind me of you. They remind me of how I thought you could be a different person, the one who I could finally put my faith into. And as I stain my pillow cover with the blues that you've gifted me, I wonder if I shall ever be able to sleep through the night, without a single thought of you, a single memory of you, visiting me, torturing me, making me wish that I'd never sipped that cup of coffee with you. As I look up, I see the dark moonless sky, and a thousand stars twinkling. On nights like these, I miss you the most because only you could understand why darkness was what scared me the most. I look up and I see different frames, flashing before my eyes, frames of memories that we conceived together. And each star, no matter how bright or dull it is, reminds me of how you looked upon me, everytime with those gleaming eyes of yours. Ours is a love story like none, you always told me as your caressed my hair and talked to me about stars and constellations. Maybe, it was different then. Maybe, it could have been different in the future too. But now, the present, is as unchangeable as the fact that this darkness now reminds me of you and the emptiness you've left behind in me. And I am no longer afraid of this darkness, for its the haven I dwell in now, to protect myself from another set of gleaming eyes, trying to set my present on a conflagration that I can never hope to fight.
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