Walking in school is becoming something , ...tiring . Trying to supress all these feelings , memories , emotions , just to get to the school gate . 

i feel a little sad . Sad that whatever thats going to happen between us , ...didnt happen .  I cant help it that i have to pass by all these places that you created memories with me . The hallway , the canteen , the car porch, and finally , ...the Ending . 

Hugging the textbook close of my chest , my pace slow , deep in thoughts , i took the Path Towards Home .