I toil in the bed, every night, as I think of you. Yes, I've become an insomniac, watching the nights getting darker and the moonlight getting fainter. But you know what? Darkness doesn't scar me anymore, for I have accepted it wholeheartedly. Now, it's a part of me, just like you were. The only difference is, you left me when I was lost in dark but the darkness will leave me only when theres light.