the blue notebook | jikook

your

i think on my death day,
i'd have gone quite dry,
with my skin all pale and my heart all stopped,
i would find no pain,
and there would be no joy,
just the thought of you,
you and your beautiful voice,
buzzing in my deathbed,
whispering to my ear,
'i love you'
i'd welcome the outcast of my end,
just to hear those words,
i think i would die.

- pjm

the brunette pops his tongue at the wow factor. there's no denying that whoever wrote these is skilled at it, if not perfect.

but jungkook has seen a lot of poets.

he doesn't enjoy poems.

or feelings, so as to say.

yet he blinks curiously at the three initials and flips another page.

surely, there can't be any harm in reading till the end.