You think I have become heartless and selfish by the time.

Yes, I moved on, because the moment you left, my all scars started screaming.

Wounds that were covered with the band-aid of friendship, they started haunting me.

Silence, loneliness, and darkness took over my world.

When I finally accepted that you are gone, you came back.

You came back, expecting me to be standing there with wide open arms.

I told you I hated attachments because detachment kills me.

It was not for the first time but the pain was similar.

It reminded me of every soreness that I left behind.

Once again I crawled into the bed, crying myself to sleep.

Forced upon to smile when my eyes were full of tears.

You knew I hated to pretend or a fake smile, but It seems the only option for me.