//To my very dear contentment// (Caption) To very dear contentment that I lost, I lost you. I lost you in the abyss of nothingness. They say you're a fiend, who comes to mark an end to creativity. Once, I relished your aroma in the cold, old book, I was gifted; in the one-liners I penned; in the simplest of sceneries that I painted and you smelled the strongest in the things left unsaid. A part of my insight (worst one, maybe), tempted me by saying that losing you isn't a big deal and it's one of the commonest stuffs humans go throu