My summer's finally over. That means, no more trips to the beach for me, no more out-of-town adventures. I know to myself I haven't fully enjoyed my summer, not when I've spent almost everday of my holidays stressing over matters I shouldn't be worrying about at my age; not when I've been heartbroken altogether with family difficulties I'm carrying over my shoulder. With no one to talk to or to lean on, I don't know how to deal with these all. If only he was around... but he isn't anymore. And no matter how much I try to weigh whether wanting this summer to end to finally be busy about something rather than thinking about these problems or wanting it to last a bit more to avoid seeing the guy-whose-name-should-not-be-mentioned around campus, I guess I'll have to just stick around at school. At least I'll get to see my friends. Sigh.
The guy who must not be named... Truth be told, I miss him. I never thought I'd like him or that it'd turn into this. I thought it was just one of those friendships I'm willing to have, but I guess I wanted more.
How should I face him when I see him? The question is, should I even face him? I don't think I can even look at him anymore. I was hurt. He hurt me, without even knowing he did. I don't know if this broken heart is all my fault. Maybe I was just too sensitive to wrongly accuse him of hurting me or if he really did mean it to get rid of me.
Should I pretend as if nothing happened? Or should I act like how I feel? Should I still befriend him and smile when we cross paths? Or should I avoid him completely?
One thing is for sure, though. I have to face it all soon because my summer's about to end. And as much as I want to leave this heartbreak in summer, I can't. I know I can't.
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