A month and 26 days.

I’ll start the countdown of the days that we will be spending together. I mean. As classmates. As friends. As…strangers.

 

 

This time, We only have a month and 26 days. And I’m sure enough that we will never complete that days. Because of different matters in the way.

 

Honestly, I’m feeling bad. I mean, worse. No, it should be, worst. This feeling was the worst of all. I didn’t know that after all this time, I always end up hurting like this. I loved you and I love you still. No one can ever change that fact.

 

I was about to give up. I was about to move on. Until..

 

 

 

 

 

 

..that class picture came.

 

 

 

 

 

It feels like, we came back from our First Year High School life. And I missed it. A lot.