Suffocating

The feeling was suffocating, like the air had been sucked out of the room, leaving me gasping for breath. Every moment without him felt like an eternity, his absence a gaping hole in my chest. I clung to the hope that he would show up for our class, that his familiar presence would ease the ache in my heart. But as the minutes ticked by and he remained nowhere to be seen, dread began to pool in the pit of my stomach.

Class after class passed, each one cancelled without warning or explanation. Panic set in, gnawing at the edges of my mind. Had I done something to drive him away? Was he hurt, lost, or worse?

I reached for my phone, fingers trembling as I dialled his number. But each call went unanswered, his voice nowhere to be heard on the other end of the line.

The uncertainty was like a weight pressing down on me, threatening to crush me under its unbearable heaviness. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I paced back and forth, my mind consumed by thoughts of him and him alone