Staring at the ceiling, I feel blank. There's this numbness, why? I don't know. You are probably sleeping, unaware of my insomnia. I'm trying, I try every night but this silence is so addictive, soothing. At this time, I don't feel anything, just lay there, staring at anything or nothing. What am I thinking? Don't know. Sometimes its you. But sometimes its nothing. Just flashes, memories. Sometimes our future, yes that too. I wonder if it is there. Can it be there? Anyway, I plan it. Every detail of it. Sometimes it scares me, is it too much? But then, you were always too much.
And again, I get numb. A thought crosses my mind now and then, what if.. this break became a breakup? I swear its so scary to even think about it. So I just go back to my safe zone, thinking about nothing. Staring at the ceiling.

- Shruti