Waking Up Sucks (Sometimes)

Twenty-four.

It's been four days since I saw him.

Ever since I started avoiding him.

My thoughts were clouded of the sceneries of our last meeting. I was consumed with my pettiness. I don't have the guts to look straight at his eyes.

Well in the first place..

I don't have the right to.

I know that he's trying to woo and talk to me every time our paths will cross, but I know that I definitely don't deserve it.

I don't deserve him.

"Mr. Kanawut, are you still with us?"

Still in my head space, I absent-mindedly nod on our professor's question, not minding the curious stares of my classmates.

"You know its been days, Mr. Kanawut. And I will appreciate it if you'll listen to our lessons very well, hm?"

Still lost in thoughts,

I've managed to release an exasperated sigh. Reminding myself to pull my shit together.