So she ran away from him. From her peace of mind in her totally fucked up world. From the care she always felt, from the love that always made her feel special, from the arms that always made her feel safe. Someone whose name she used to scribble hearts and infinities. And whose hands she thought she would hold for the longest time.
As she drifted away, she was so ashamed coz she knew he didn't deserve any of it. But she also knew that things can't be undone. She knew that none of the many reasons would atone her sin. There was no one to blame but herself.
She stared blankly at the skyscrapers and looked at the giant canvass above her, and whispered to herself, " I cast my estranged self away".
She sobbed and wished she stayed sobbing on the pillow where she left him.