I cried.
I cried and cried and cried.
Then cried some more.
I cried when I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces.
I cried as I remember Tae's face when he saw me there. He was startled for a fraction of a second and dropped the girl's hand. But the moment ended. Then he saw the pain in my eyes. AND HE LOOKED AWAY. He walked away.
I cried in front of my family, even Joona who never saw me cry even when she stabbed me in the leg with a pencil when were kids. She had a triumphant 'if I can't have him, neither can you' look on her face. How could my own sister hate me this much?
I cried and vaguely remember J-Min driving me to the farm that night. Did I imagine Mrs. Kim look at me with a worried expression? Did she know I was desperately in love with her son?
I cried for the many years of friendship lost.
I cried thinking I will never hear him tell me loves me in that distinct voice. How do I block the sound of that voice that I'd know anywhere?
I cried when I remembered being in his arms. Where am I gonna go to feel the way I felt inside his arms?
I cried because somebody got it wrong. Tae was gonna love me all my life. He can't be gone forever.
I cried and cried till my eyelids felt heavy. Till my limbs felt numb. But even if I close my eyes, his image was still there. Forever etched.
Heartbroken is not a strong enough word for this gut-wrenching pain.
I was soulbroken.
