Chaos|فوضى

Deep in my thoughts

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The night had gotten deeper. The whole neighbourhood had come to a standstill. Its streets empty; its pavements static. I collapsed on my bed. I was tired. Tired to my bones. I closed my eyes. I could stay this way but I couldn't stop thinking about him. I thought, even if I loved the worst in him, I may never be deemed as good enough. I thought for a while and without me realising, I had fallen asleep thinking of him.