Dear Jungwon,
a week later.
prom was around the corner.
you asked if i was going.
i said no.
i asked if you were going.
you said no.
"why?"
"the girl i want isn't going."
i was hurt.
"maybe you should ask her? i can help you plan a cute gesture. girls love those things! and you could-,"
you called me stupid.
then kissed me.
your lips.
oh,
your lips.
kissing you was nice,
the rest of you
was paradise.
