From those sunsets that He cherished alone, smiling about what He had been through, proud that how all of it added up to make him who he was,
To the long nights when He would lie down on the bed, craving for her sleepy moonlit face on his chest, he didn't knew where actually he belonged!
Those lone intoxicated evenings or those calm craving nights!!
He just didn't realised when did she became Achilles' heel!!

- The ShowMan