Missing the good old days

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The next day I didn't see him at all. Not in the building and neither near the university. Felt a bit sad but walked back home without a word.

I thought that maybe he might have sent me a text saying that he's busy but who am I kidding? Why would he do such a thing?

Sad.

Then again the next day I hoped that maybe he would show up but no. This made me feel a bit depressed.

 This made me feel a bit depressed

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The next day I hoped a bit less than before.

I got a call from home that I first thought of neglecting but had no choice as my return would be there.

Bro: "What! Weren't you gonna call us daily? Or it's just us who's going to call."

Me: "Sorry! I was a bit busy with things."

Bro: "How is everything there?"

Me: "The usual. Just okay."

Bro: "Seems like you forgot how to praise that place."

Me: "Maybe. How is everyone there?"

Bro: "Fine. Mom's gone shopping and dad office."

Me: "Hmm. Okay."

Bro: "What about you? You don't sound as great as you usually do?"

Me: " just tired."

Bro: "Then rest a bit, bunny. Bye."

The call ended finally.

Should I text him? He might be busy, with this thought I kept the phone back inside my bag and got myself ready to leave here. I looked on both sides of the university for him but no one, nothing.

The more he didn't show up the more I felt sad. Have I gotten addicted to his company that I only got for about 3 days?

The days are passing and I hate this.


(This part is extremely small.....hehe!! will post the next day after tomorrow)

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