DENIAL
"did she run away? i dont know... it she ran away, come back home. just come home." syml
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"felix, please..talk to me," jisung was sat in-front of me. hyunjin, i don't know how to act. i don't want to believe anything.
there was one thing i believe. "felix, please know you can talk to one of us, we love you okay? and we're here to support you."
one thing i believe. and that was that, hyunjin, you were... right now, you are most likely sitting in front of your easel. drawing a flower vase, or the landscape in-front of you. all i know, and all i can believe is that you have your headphones on, and you're probably listening to troye sivan.
if i had to guess, you'd be listening to suburbia. the sun is rising, and its warm outside. its warm outside. you always said suburbia reminded you of the summer.
or maybe you were listening to that one song you always play from lana del rey... sorry. i can't believe i forgot.
ah! radio! you always play that song whenever were going on roadtrips, or even to the store across the road.
im holding a polaroid we took together. you know the one. the one where we're in the art store, where you let me wear a hoodie you had in your car because i forgot to take a sweater. i don't know who forget their sweater during winter. it was so cold that day, but you held my hands to mane sure they stayed warm.
we were on the phone yesterday, and you were talking to me about how you were going to go a museum in italy. i wish i could've flown out with you. you were so excited, i love seeing you happy.
i know you'll come back, i know you will. you always talked about spending forever with me.
i refuse to believe that the call that i got wasn't a prank. that you were dead. it's all just a prank.
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