I was on my way to the post office, to give Felix the letter I wrote. I didn't read what I wrote in it I never do, I always just write what feels right.
I was walking down the gloomy road, to reach the post office to mail the letter I wrote. Just to make sure I read it again.
'What did I write?!' I swept my hand through my hair and clutched it.
The memories all came rushing in, like a big wave that came with out no notice what so ever.
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December 3
Dear Diary can you believe this Hwang Hyunjin gave me his sweatshirt today! I'm really happy. I can't believe I'm wearing the sweatshirt someone so perfect could. He also said it looked better on me! Waa my heart can't handle this anymore.
From,
Seungmin
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I looked up from my book, to eat more of the cake I bought. I saw someone walk in he looked as if he wasn't from here. I ignored it and continued writing in my book because I now had inspiration for a song.
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I still remember the third of December,
me in your sweater
You said it looked better on me than it did you
Only if you knew how much I liked you
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"Ooo~ what you writing there?" the foreigner spoke as I was surprised by his voice I expected it to be much higher.
"I don't think It's very polite to look at other people's belongings." I retorted.
"The lyrics were very nice if that's what you were doing." the foreigner hummed.
"Do you really think so?"
"Yes it feels like the start of a very great song." he moved his hands as if they were showing a big screen.
I got interested in our conversation, and completely forgot about the song I was writing. The person in front of me seemed to be much more interesting than a mere song.
"What's your name?" i asked him.
"I'm Felix. Lee Felix." he gave a goofy smile.
"Well hello Felix, I'm Seungmin. Kim Seungmin." I said in the same way James bond would.
I collapsed to the road, sobbing violently, with no one around. I stayed there for 5 mins before gathering myself and heading back to the hotel.
I opened the same book, the same book I haven't touched since I met him, and finished writing down the lyrics.
'How did a song that was supposed to be happy and be about a highschool crush end up to be heartbreaking and about my ex-husband. How much the times change.'
