part 8

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Monday; the day when most of the students are unhappy,

But I know youre unhappier.

Mianhe.


I'm sorry for not helping you.



I have no idea what has gotten in my mind, but I want to eat lunch with you.

Even though I have no idea what to call you.

I might be crazy.

You were too busy reading your  book,

That you didnt realize I was sitting beside you already,

I was about to hand these foods for you,

but,

"Don't, just don't"

I heard deep sadness in your voice,

And it saddens me either,

As you gathered your things up,

You walked away from me, again.


And that made me questioned,




Why do I keep wasting my time on you?

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