Silent night, lying all alone on my bed,
While staring at the ceiling and thinking of him.
Yeah ! I miss him.
May be, he misses me too.
May be, he doesn’t.
Why would he ?
He asked me to leave. I never wanted to walk away.
Aah! It sucks. This feeling of helplessnes.
I want to call him and say , “ I miss you”
But what if he doesn’t answer.
What if he blocks my number.
Naah! I won’t do it.
But what if he picks up the call and I confess.
Will it change anything?
No. It won’t.
“Let’s sleep. You have to move on.” I said to myself, struggling.