A Little Longer

There is one kind of pain, when needles are pierced into your skin almost on a daily basis; to be rushed to the hospital every week and to reluctantly do everything possible to keep yourself alive just a little longer. Although, a little longer will never be enough.

There is another kind of pain, of having to watch all your loved ones go through your pain, helplessly. The kind of pain that is only unleashed in the middle of the night, when no one is around.

Maryam Haroun could never figure which hurt more. Life was never an easy feat for anybody and most definitely not for Maryam. But the eighteen year old had long learned to find happiness even in the darkest days. Until, her happiness walked into her life in the form of a human. But human beings change, sometimes they die.. Whatever it is, they never remain the same; they fade, just like happiness.