He woke up to realise that it was monday and he had to face it all over again.
He had to see her sitting in the same class and relive the relieved pain again.
Same boring faces, Same classroom, same furnitures, same assignments but he had no other choice but to meet them for the false appreciation of the damn expectations. But all this was for her and his love for her.
He waited outside the class with much needed confidence to talk to her, while she was inside, writing a letter to her beloved.
That day another heart broke in return of unconditional love.
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