I might sleep when your memories stop haunting me. The room, the bed, everything reminds me of you. Few more days and this place with your fragrance in it will be gone. Just like the way you will be gone with the wind of time and I will stand with dust in my eyes soaking all the tears and forcing a smile that I have always worn. The warmth of your breath on my face could give some relief, the softness of your skin might take away my pains. The love in your voice could give me peace. As I have already lost all of it, the rest dangles by a frayed string. There was a time when nights were beautiful...

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