Pree
I always think the seven days per week pass by in a blink of an eye. To put it simply, I find time flies very fast, given how I am always engaged with my reading and studying.
Nevertheless, this week is unlike any other week.
Each day passes by slowly and tormentingly.
Times that I usually spend reading and studying are replaced by imagining his face. My head refused to stop playing with his expression when he said ‘ex-girlfriend’ and turned his back on me without so much as a second glance.
Not that I have anything to complain about. I was the one who caused this. This is what I want.
Sadly, it isn’t what my heart wants.
It hurts that my first love ends so soon before it can even start properly. I used to want a relationship that lasts a lifetime, like my parents. However, thi
