i came home from school,
my last day of school.
you had a headache,
but i still thought you would care enough to ask.
when i saw my classroom for the last time,
i broke down in tears.
"i'm never returning to class?"
i asked myself before breaking down.
the answer was "no",
and i think i died that day.
people were looking at me with pity and some just thought i was weird,
but no one really knew how much that place meant to me...
because i was afraid i would never be happy like i was in there.
maybe i was right.
~🌻
