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Ceiling Lights

Yes, ceiling lights, oh yes the ceiling lights of my room, they remind me of someone very special. Someone, who went to stay for the moments and I counted these lights again n again laying upside down to the world of interest, conversations..

Yeah conversations, meant to start for nothing for sure but had something in it for sure. These just rolled on, moving from one moment to another, one day to another, one care to another backside of the story..

I started to live up again, slowly but certainly, I had a ray out of the blues, I had someone, kind of liking a person having somethings common between us and the others literally likeable.
The freeness was the key to share, to speak up, to show the right to call and talk barring any time lengths or specific time slots. Until one gets into sleep.

Just to take away ones sleep, and talk to the person all night, swinging the topics from one side to another, creating conversations beyond happiness was all key ingredients of what were the precious moments. Those smiles, the pitch and cuteness of the voice everything just added to it.

Things were beyond normal. I had slipped my sleeps, and i was more than happy to do so. Me, losing sleep to talk someone? Could this be true, never such a thing happened before.
Those were very precious moments, coz they got lost. I don't know why it happened, why the touch was lost and then it never started again and I started to grow grey and pale without colors, wid tears coming down from core shredding inside heavily. It all ruined and I had no answer as to why? 
Why does it happen to me? I just started feeling happy, starter feeling close to someone and then hell broke lose somewhere again on me. I lost her. 
I just lost her.
And to that, now I do not see anything inside to live with. And I don't want to live with broken emotions again. It's like I have lost all hopes.

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