1 pm
Juvena thought of the force between the moon and sun. The way they meet during an eclipse as the world stares in awe of their love.
1 pm
Ethan thought of the the way the moon pulls the tide towards itself as the people on the beaches squeal in joy.
2 pm
Juvena felt the hot wind billowing lifting the hem of her skirt and wondered whether it can carry her message.
2 pm
Ethan felt the cool sea breeze ruffle his hair and closed his eyes wondering if there is a certain message for him from a faraway land.
3 pm
Juvena watched the horses gallop in the field and remembered late night posts and wandering through the stables holding a certain hand.
3 pm
Ethan watched the skateboarders pull off their stunts and remembered a certain voice gushing about how to do the stunts.
4 pm
Juvena stared at her chemistry equations and remembered sneaking answers.
4 pm
Ethan stared at his followers list and a certain account on his direct message.
5 pm
Juvena thought of autumn evenings and shady benches. Falling asleep on strong warm shoulders.
5 pm
Ethan thought of setting suns and twilight across the sky. Holding a tiny petite figure in his arms wishing that the moment could remain forever.
6 pm
Juvena watched the first stars come out and remembered guessing the constellations lying on the grass without a care.
6 pm
Ethan saw the stars come out and wished someone else was watching it too and seeing the horizons meet.
7 pm
Juvena walked around the fountain recreating a certain night. Fairy lights and whoopings where dreams came true.
7 pm
Ethan hummed to the sound of Taylor singing 'Sparks fly' and thought of first kisses and dim disco lights whirling above.
8 pm
Juvena entered the mess and stared at a certain table. Laughter now replaced with forlorn looks and silent stares.
8 pm
Ethan sat with Grayson laughing about something and remembered someone telling him about Grayson's autograph.
9 pm
Juvena thought of after dinner walks,corridor kisses sneaking around the cameras.
9 pm
Ethan stared at his phone his fingers trying to type but not a single coherent word forming.
10 pm
Juvena thought of starry nights and broken hearts. Of star crossed lovers and oceans in between.
10 pm
Ethan thought of the east,a certain light standing on the road shaking and crying begging him not to go.
11 pm
Juvena thought of promises and words never meant to be. Of summer flings and the sound of hearts breaking.
11 pm
Ethan banged the wall repeatedly willing the memories to go away. Of given promises and the distance he can't kill.
12 pm
Juvena thought of Ethan and felt her world receding again.
Ethan
12 pm
Ethan thought of Juvena and her smile and the smell of her that reminded him of all the good things in the world.
Juvena.
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"Juvena Roy, will you get your mind back to the class?"
Mrs. Clet voice rings out cutting through my thoughts and bringing me back to class. This is not even unusual. I have gone from Juvena the most attentive student to Juvena the poor wrecked girl with a broken story.
Broken and unhinged to the core.
How my life has changed in two weeks. How I had my whole universe centred on a guy.
Note the past tense.
Yes,you can hear my glass of a heart shattering again.
Every morning since he left, I get up telling myself that today I won't fuck things up but no matter what,wherever I go he is there.
Embedded. That is what he is.
I shake my head flushing in embarassment.Not like it matters anymore. I mutter a barely audible "sorry" and flip through the pages blinking my eyes.
These damn tears won't stop coming. The tiniest of a word that reminds me of him and I am howling everytime.
"Juvena, where are you nowadays?"
She glares at me her hands on her hip.
Some other day I might have brushed her off but I am too weak to even form a reply.
I stand up meekly hanging my head low.
Well, time has been taking its sweet own time to erase him and his damn memories.
Every goddamn place he is there.
Riya had been no better off and how ironic is it that we sit together.
So even if I manage to forget him one look at her and all the dreaded memories come crashing back knocking me out and leaving me breathless in its wake.
"Will you answer me?"
Of course. I am shattered Maam, torn to bits,struggling to find myself in these broken pieces. But will you understand that? No you won't.
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