TRASH | Boo Seungkwan |

11

it was another day of Seungkwan's work,
he was standing at one of the alleys,
his eyes are staring at the trashes,
his lips curled to a smile.

"I'm going to miss picking you guys up,"

he laughed bitterly,
as he picks up all the bag of trash,
threw them over his truck,
he looked down and a single tear left his eyes,

he drove away to the garbage factory,
he threw away all the rubbish bags,
as soon as his truck is empty,
he went to the office with a letter on his hands,

his boss looks up at him,
looking at the resignation letter in his hands,
his boss smiled,
and nodded,

"You did well, Seungkwan,"

"Thank you, boss,"

"Off you go now, kid,"
"Thank you for your services all these years,"

"I'm going to miss you a lot, boss,"
"Please be well,"

with that Seungkwan left the office,
he went to his truck and smiled at it,
he's going to leave his pickup truck,
the truck that he once used to adore so much,
even if it's merely used for trash,
he had grown to appreciate it,

he pats the truck,
"I'm going to miss you, buddy,"
"Please be well. Hopefully your next master treats you well,"

he laughed and left the place,
he's not going to work anymore,
he won't be picking up any trash,
he did his part well,
he lived his life,

now it was time for him to stop