After those precious moments of conversation, the exams came to an end, and soon, the results were announced.I still remember the feeling of disappointment that hit me when I saw my scores.
It was the lowest I had ever scored in my life.
For someone who was always good at studies, this was a hard pill to swallow.
I knew my mind had been elsewhere during the exams, lost in thoughts of you.
And the low scores are simply the price I paid for spending all my time lost in the beautiful chaos of your thoughts.
And then summer break started, and I realized this was going to be the worst summer I'd ever had.
Normally, summer was a time of freedom and fun, but this time, I just wanted it to end.
I wanted school to start again so I could see you, even if it was just from a distance.
The days felt endlessly long, and every hour apart from you was like a reminder of the quiet, empty routine that had replaced the closeness I felt during those brief moments we shared in class.
I knew where you lived, I had your address but I never had the courage to visit your locality.
Even though I missed you terribly, I couldn't bring myself to do it.
It wasn't about being shy anymore; it was about the fear of breaking the invisible line that kept us connected in school but distant in the real world.
Still, I couldn't stop thinking about you.
Your laughter, Your smile, the way your curls fell out of your ponytail.
I felt like something important had slipped away, and there was no way to get it back until school resumed.
The summer dragged on, and I found myself replaying those last few days of school over and over again in my mind.
Every time I thought of you, my heart felt like it was being pulled in your direction, but I didn't know what to do with these feelings that were growing stronger iby day.
I started to realize it wasn't just admiration anymore.
It was something bigger, something deeper than I had ever felt before.
You were becoming more than just the girl I admired; you were becoming the center of my world.
I got through the summer, clinging to the hope that when school began again, I'd find a way to show you just how much you meant to me.
But for now, all I could do was wait, wait for summer to end, for school to begin, and for the chance to see you again.
And that's how i survived the summer without You...
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