It had only been an hour since she last saw her.
And yet, somehow she missed her.
Two days, and she was itching.
One week, she started to feel lost.
Two weeks, and the ache in her heart became unbearable.
Until finally, she saw her face again, and the disease 
dispersed as quickly as it had formed.
She was no longer choking,
and the world seemed brighter for the moment.
Until the next school holidays.