"Taehyung-"
"Now, I want you to get something into that pretty little head of yours..."
"You. Are. Mine."
He's fighting for her while she's having a battle of her own.
Most fairytales had happy endings...
But after all the lies is there...
Two years weren't enough for me to move on from him.
Two years weren't enough for me to love someone else.
Two years and when I close my eyes, he's still the first thing I see.
Two years and I still remember how he felt like in the morning.
Two years and every night, I gaze at the stars reminiscing on us.
Two years and I still wish that it was all a nightmare that I'm gonna wake up from soon, except it isn't... It was all real.
Two years passed by and I still long for the warmth of his arms.
Two years passed by and I still crave the softness of his sultry lips.
Two years passed by and my heart still beats for him. Only him.
In those two years, I might have not been able to forget him but I buried him in the depths of my heart, and lived with what I had, or to be exact, what I built.
I changed.
I don't know if it's considered a good thing or a bad thing, but I did. I can say that I'm not the same person I was before him and I never will be.
He grew such a beautiful feeling inside me, the feeling to be loved and cherished. Only to grasp it, rip it off, and mercilessly smash it beneath his feet. He didn't hesitate.
That day, I lost a part of myself, and I knew that that part of me would never be redeemed.
From that day on, everything lost its spark in my eyes, nothing appeals to me anymore... Simply, nothing matters. There's only one feeling that controls my senses now... Emptiness. It can drive you crazy sometimes, and break you down other times. As much as emptiness is nothing, it fills you with so much pain that you plead to feel anything else. And my heart aches with his loss...
My heart is not in my body it's lying under the castle he burned down. Yet I am still here, an empty shell with bloodshot eyes and a fake smile.
Despite everything I went through in this city, I came back. I came back because I made a promise to a little shit, and because it was the right time.
I came back for my family, for my career, for my dreams, and mainly, to show him that he didn't destroy me the way he wanted to... I'm here to prove him wrong, to make him regret what he did to me, to make him suffer...
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"They're ready for you!", my assistant, Leah, walks into my dressing room and checks out my outfit, "I want free access to your closet please. I could use some help", she points at her pink floral dress and I shake my head in disapproval. She does need some help though.
