It hurts here too

In deep dark corners of my mind, at 3:43 am while amidst layouts... i remember every song i've sung.. the warm touch of the amber skin.. the comfort of knowing there is someone out there that measures their life up to me.. that feeling of substantiality feels lost now.. left to y own devices i feel the last vestiges of my sanity losing grip from my soul.. im lost inside me.. heart moans in memory thats etched as pulse is etched in the veins.. kahe nahi aave.. mora piya.. nayan tarse lage na mora jiya, nahi aave piya.. kaahe nahi aave mora.. piya..