On these many sleepless nights, I long for distant pasts in faraway places, pondering on things I could've or maybe should've done differently, not realizing I'm now trapped in this limbo with all these imaginary scenarios. There are some things we will never forget no matter how hard we want to, and there are times you wished to go back and fix things. What would be more useful? The power to forget or the power to travel back? The weight of you still remains on my mind, a never ending head(heart)ache. It resembles a building that's being demolished and also being rebuilt simultaneously. You try to erase it all but it keeps on flooding back to you. You thought it to be over already until someone mentions about it again, and here we go again on these MANY SLEEPLESS NIGHTS.