Karan's Pov:
He made my life hell,
he snatched my jaan from me,
and I am chugging alcohol in her memories.
I can't live without her,
she is my life,
I saw her painful eyes when Black was hurting me,
I witness her tears,
her screams,
her begging for me.
I met her two years ago, but I never thought I will fall this deeply in love with her.
She is an angel and life without her, no, I can't even imagine myself without her.
I don't know how much alcohol I chugged,
my whole room is filled with alcohol and alcohol. Her photographs are shattered on my bed, floor, and every corner of my room.
Watching her videos on tv isn't helping me, but making me feel guilty.
I am drowned in the never-ending ocean of pain.
My every breath is cursing me,
It's me,
It's my mistake that she isn't
