I feel so stressed. Shall I cry? Shall I let all my feelings out just as I do every night? Well, tonight, I won't cry. I have promised myself not to cry on my birthday.
I have always hated this day just for a simple reason that I don't have anyone so close or so dear to me, who would call me or text me in the middle of the night just to give me best wishes.
I know it is a bit strange that someone does not have a single person so special in their life. But, that does not mean I have no companions at all. My only companion is the darkness of the nights.
Numerous nights I have spent talking to myself in the dark, just as I am doing right at the moment. Several secrets I have shared with the darkness of the dark. I know that I have no friend to trust upon, no caretakers to rely upon and no well-wishers to wish me luck. But, I still don't think that I am in need of someone who could love me because no one else can shower that unconditional love for me, the way my nights do.
The loneliness that I have in my life might be a reason for people to call me a 'loner', but for the dark, I'm just his 'lover'. A lover who needs nothing else but his touch and his presence to forget all the pains and spend hours with him, doing nothing but feeling his mere presence.
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Shades of Dark
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