❝ 𝐎𝐇, 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍. ❞
▶ 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 flowers grew from a grave that bled a love so strong.
[M.Name]'s first and last love was a man, and so was Gun's as he stands above his grave.
[Park Jong...
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❝ 𝙄 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙎𝙊 ❞
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ♡︎♡︎♡︎ IN MY HAND was the keychain that [M.Name] gave to me months ago. Everytime I'd look at it, the urge to let a tear slip from my eye gets stronger. But I couldn't cry. I can't cry. I shouldn't. I didn't have the right to cry.
But my eyes couldn't help but burn whenever [M.Name] would appear in my mind, and I'd smile and laugh bitterly whenever I'd imagine his little stories and funny rants.
Crystal stood not so far from me, avoiding the smoke that came from my lit cigarette. She was the only one I could trust right now what with whatever my heart carried. She was the only one I've told about how much I love [M.Name] and all the problems that came with it. She listened to me cry, pray, and beg. She listened to what my heart wanted and what my mind keeps doing.
"Why can't you just tell him instead of bottling all of this up? It's better to regret the confession than to regret not ever confessing." She said, taking a seat beside me once I finished my second cigarette tonight.
"It's not as easy as it sounds, Crystal. You may think that it's just me telling him how I feel but think about what he'd feel. Think about how he'd get dragged into my mess once I involve him too much in my life. Think about how I'd ruin his life with just one simple confession."
"But what if you don't ruin his life? What if you made it better by giving him the love you keep saying he deserves?"
I had to pause from getting another stick from my pack of cigarettes, putting back the lighter on the table between us.
"You don't know that, Crystal. You don't know whether someone's love could destroy someone's life or not." I replied. "I'm surprised I could even love to begin with. And it just had to be someone so pure and kind like him. Someone so free and untainted by the world surrounding him."
"Maybe he could love you back—" I had to cut off Crystal's sentence with my own, my heart aching once again at that thought, "He couldn't and he shouldn't. It's already bad enough that I'm his friend. . . I don't want to hurt him."
Crystal looked at me as if she wanted to say more, but she only asked me one thing.
"But you don't want to hurt him, right?"
Of course I don't. I'll do anything to protect [M.Name]. To keep him safe. To let him live peacefully. But. . .
". . . I'm bound to hurt those that love me and those that I love. I bring nothing but pain."
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