2AM Thoughts Of Hari
It’s 2:00 AM again. The world is quiet, asleep. But inside me, it’s chaos. My chest feels heavy—like the air itself is pressing down on me. And in this stillness, Sudha… it’s only you. It’s always you. No matter how much time passes, no matter how many days turn into months and years, my mind always finds its way back to you. I’m lying on my bed, my arms wrapped around a lifeless pillow, pretending it’s you. But it’s not. Nothing is. No touch, no word, no warmth has come close to the comfort of your presence. I squeeze my eyes shut, hoping maybe this time, sleep will bring you in my dreams. But all I get is this ache—this pain that doesn’t seem to fade, no matter how long I wait. I remember everything, Sudha. Every single second. Every stolen glance. The way your eyes looked into mine like they could see straight into my soul. The way your smile lit up even my darkest days. The way your voice made everything else in the world go quiet. You weren’t just someone I loved. You we...