Frankly speaking, I can no longer stand walking alone in school anymore. Whenever I walk alone in school, I start seeing and imagining him at different parts of the school compound. Seriously, I can see him practically everywhere if you let me walk alone. I don't exactly resist the feeling of missing him, but I do feel somewhat left behind by time.




Sometimes when I space out, I start thinking about him again. I feel like someone who is still living in the past, hoping that he would come back one day. Actually, I am able to move on fine without him. The many events occurring have kept me distracted.





Like I said, I don't resist or dislike the idea of liking him. It has turned into an addiction, which is very hard for me to kick. It's present in my subconscious mind, so much that I can feel something burning when similar feelings resurface.





Truth is, I cannot walk out from the past, because no one is ready to pull me out of it.