Sol & Luna [ o.h/u.c. ]

sol ; 9

Weeks pass.

She has been avoiding me more than usual.

During class, she'd sit as far away from me as possible. During recess, she would find a way to escape from my stolen glimpses. During dismissal, she'd run and get home quickly.

Was it because of our encounter at the library?

Oh man, she must've seen right through me. She knew me more than anyone, of course she would know.

God, I am such an idiot.

She hated me before, she still hates me now, probably.

What if she never talks to me again? What if she completely pushes me away? What if we never go back to the way things used to be?

I miss her.

How can I tell her that? How can I tell her that my heart just breaks whenever we spend one more second apart? How can I tell her that I've hidden all of our pictures together because I can't stand looking at how happy we were before then looking at our current state?

I would go to her if she wanted to. But she wouldn't want that, why would she ever want that?

It hurts so much, looking at her.

She's hurting too, she's still hurting from before.

I just want to wrap my arms around her.

I want her to be okay again.

I want us to be okay again.