The Scars Between Us | KTH ✔️

Goddess

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Taehyung

I always wonder if she changed. Her habits, her behavior, her attitude, her mindset.

Is she okay?

Is she safe?

Is she happy?

Is she taking care of herself?

Is she making her dreams come true?

Is she going through tough times?

Is she struggling?

Does she still cry when she's exhausted?

Does she still fidget with her fingers when she's nervous?

Does she still crinkle her nose when she's talking to someone she dislikes?

Does she still yearn for success?

Has she lost her passion?

Has she lost her smile?

Has she fallen out of love with me?

Has she found someone else?

Does she reminisce on our memories as I do?

Does she stare at our pictures for hours as I do?

Does she mesmerize my smile as I do to hers?

Does she think of me as much as I do?

Does she even remember me?

Does she still love me?

Those questions are a constant concern racing in my mind. She's all I think about, ever since the day she walked out of the door, there hasn't been a moment where she hasn't filled my thoughts.

My entire world revolves around her.

But from her empty eyes, cold expression, cloudy features, and careless attitude, it's obvious that the Iris I once called mine, was long gone... And I'm the one to blame. I made her become like this.

No trace of her old self is left, even her smiles aren't genuine, they don't light up the dark like they used to. Despite her tries, her eyes dim, becoming a darker shade of brown, almost black.

The darkness swallowed her whole, stole her gleam, robbed her stars, and crushed her pure heart.

I was the one who unleashed that darkness and let it feast on her light.

It's all my fault, and now, it's too late to put back the broken pieces.

She disappeared again since the wedding last month. Most likely, she went back to Italy.

From the beginning, I knew that she traveled to Italy. She used to blabber about the country on and on when we were together, she was obsessed with its culture. So that doesn't leave me many options to figure out where she went.

I wished she didn't leave the country, but I knew she wouldn't bear to look at me after what I did to her. Not after how I treated her like she was nothing. Not after how I tossed her away coldly and broke everything she ever believed in...

Memories of her dawn on me with the rising of the sun... And as it crosses the weary skies, so too do thoughts of her cross my mind... And every evening, my heart sinks with the sunset as I realize another day has passed without her.

I love you, baby.