𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐘 ; minsung ✓

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eight

fuck you
when you left me behind at the club,
when i felt like passing out, because a bastard drugged my drink,
when i got taken away by a man, or more, i don't know
and you weren't there checking up on me.

fuck you
when i woke up in a sketchy home that wasn't mine,
when i had to silently escape the hands of men,
when i gingerly moved past their bodies on the huge bed next to me
and you weren't there helping me out.

fuck you
when my body ached so hard everywhere,
when i didn't know where i was,
when i had to walk half a day or maybe even a whole
and you weren't there to pick me up in your vintage bright red car.

fuck you
when i finally got home, almost passing out again,
when i checked my phone i forgot at home going to the club,
when my phone was on low battery from thousands of missed calls
and none of them were from you.

fuck you
when i called seo changbin back,
when he told me everyone found hwang hyunjin and lee minho in a bed together,
when i broke down crying for the first time since i've been with you
and i still craved for you to comfort me.

fuck you
when i woke up after crying myself to sleep two days later,
when you woke me up because of million calls,
when i declined yet another call
and you didn't even care or dare to call back.

fuck you
when i opened the door an hour later,
when i was faced with you,
when you didn't even look apologetic, nor worried
and i still let you in.

fuck you
when the first thing we did was make love
when i couldn't even say stop,
when my body cried out for you to stay
and you did.

fuck you
when i begged you to stay for a night,
when those nights turned into much more,
when i told you i wanted to break up with you
and you just laughed it off.

seriously, fuck you.
lee minho you know exactly that you can play with me all you want.
you know i can't fucking leave you, no matter what words come out of my throat.
why?

fuck you.

- han jisung