Someday in life, you realise, how important someone is to you. It happens when the person goes away. Maybe, it's at that point of time you start thinking of living without them and you realise there's NO living without them. They just mean that much to you. You console yourself in every possible way and stamp the reality in your brain of not being close to that someone anymore. No, it doesn't make anything easier. Life turns into a game which you're not even remotely close to being interested. You're lost. Lost in the thoughts of that one who you already lost. You feel cursed by nature and tortured by the universe. But ofcourse, it's the universe and it will change with time. Time heals it. Atleast, heals it enough for you to survive. And you survive.
