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| 2 | +author: Krishna Chaitanya |
| 3 | +pubDatetime: 2023-07-28T19:43:00 |
| 4 | +title: I Just Controlled Myself the Whole Day, Telling Myself Not to Call Her… |
| 5 | +slug: 28jul2023 |
| 6 | +featured: false |
| 7 | +draft: false |
| 8 | +tags: |
| 9 | + - harshi |
| 10 | + - fear |
| 11 | + - khc |
| 12 | + - holiday |
| 13 | + - Dream |
| 14 | + - college |
| 15 | +description: |
| 16 | + tried my best not to call her, not to think about her. But no matter what I do, she’s still in my mind. She never calls, never checks in—but what if, one day, she does? Would that change anything? |
| 17 | +--- |
| 18 | +I just controlled myself the whole day, telling myself not to call her. Just don’t do it. |
| 19 | + |
| 20 | +I even went to college, thinking at least that would distract me. But guess what? It was a holiday—Muharram. What the fuck. I didn’t even check my class group. Wasted trip. |
| 21 | + |
| 22 | +So, I returned home by 10 AM. While traveling back, the dream from last night came rushing back, messing with my head again. And suddenly, I felt this urge to call her. Just hear her voice. But then again—she must be in her college. And even if I did call, what would I even talk about? I had nothing to share, no actual reason to call. What’s the point? |
| 23 | + |
| 24 | +My mind kept spinning with thoughts, doubts, overthinking every possibility, every response she might give. Just as usual. I plugged in my earphones, played Dawn FM, and tried to shut it all out. |
| 25 | + |
| 26 | +But even after reaching home, she was still there—stuck in my head, refusing to leave. I looked at her pictures. And I don’t know why, but she felt different. Like a stranger. Like someone who had already moved far, far away from me. Maybe I’m just overthinking, or maybe it’s the truth. |
| 27 | + |
| 28 | +She spends all her time with her new college friends now. Enjoying, laughing, living life. But not even a single call. Not even a thought about me. |
| 29 | + |
| 30 | +I worry. I really do. What if she forgets me completely? What if she never thinks about me again? |
| 31 | + |
| 32 | +And here I am, scared that if I call, she’ll just sigh, Ahh, he’s calling again… Like I’m some nuisance she tolerates. |
| 33 | + |
| 34 | +But sometimes, I wonder—what if, one day, without any message or missed call from me, she calls me first? |
| 35 | + |
| 36 | +If that day ever comes, I swear… I’ll die for her. |
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