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november 3,

jisung wasn't in his usual happy mood. i wouldn't really care if it was some other person but something in me wanted to make him feel better. i asked him what's wrong,

'everyday is pointless. i'm not getting anywhere in life. it's the same everyday.'

hearing these words come out of his mouth made me feel so sad. his emotional state affected me. i had to reassure him.

there no such thing as a meaningless day.

everyone has this routine they repeat 25/8. however, every single second of it is so much more important than you may think. it's hard to believe but it's something i began to fully understand.

'every day with you will be a memory and im happy to be able to replay these times whenever and where ever i want to.'

if you remember yesterday, and the day before that, and so forth, you will put meaning into that.  memories are endless. it doesn't have a beginning or end.

you don't think memories are useless, right?

jisungs eyes gilded in the light, his familiar smile appeared and said, 'you have a point. make sure you think of me everyday, okay? i think of you all the time— maybe if we think of each other, we'll always feel connected to one another. would you like that?'

his mood was so much brighter than before.

you've taught me so many things from different perspectives. all these stupid movies and books aren't so stupid anymore. trying to view things in your eyes has been something i've been finding myself do a lot. i hope i can change you the way you changed me. it feels so good to help you when you need guidance.

december 17 couldn't make me feel the way you do.

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