I hated this. I hated this so much.

To be left alone with two tables and an empty chair by my side. It was barely into the second period, but it felt like hours in an empty room, days in an enclosed space.

Wheein was absent today.

The person who I watched spending her time in her own world yesterday, giving off grief and a thousand of other negative emotions was not here today.

I shouldn't have just let her wallow in her thoughts alone. I should have asked her and spent my time with her, knowing well that she was not okay. She might have be sick, she might be having troubles that I could help with for all I know.

Yet I chose to give her personal space, when I could have truly done something that might have made her day better.

Oh god I'm such a hideous being.

How could anyone watch their dearest best friend crumbling into