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Sometimes, I wondered if all of this was a dream, a nightmare I was stuck in. The constant pain in my body, the constant headaches, everything... but the medicine bottles on my nightstand would tell me that it was the harsh reality I was living in.


But this reality was beautiful too, when mom and dad would hug me, and when you would shower my face with your kisses.


Just like that night, when you quietly sneaked inside my bedroom through my window, and kissed me till you pinned me to the wall till you locked my door and pulled me on my bed. It felt so surreal, but it happened. We had to keep it quiet, but our desires were something we couldn't control. That night you wrapped me up in your blanket of love.


You kissed me deeply as your hands roamed all over my body, marking me as yours. Your chest heaved up and down along with mine as our clothes soon found themselves on the floor.


"Such a beautiful mess... My mess..." You whispered huskily. Under the faint moonlight, your skin gleamed, showing me how pure and selfless you were. And it hurt me, knowing that this would all end in some time.


"I love you so much." You breathed out, but I could just smile at you and pull you in for a kiss. I didn't want to bind you with my words, knowing it would only hurt you, but I couldn't help but shower you with my love too, knowing that these were the last days I was spending with you.


"I love you too, more than anyone will ever do."


Thank you Jimin-ah, for never leaving my side, even when you knew I was going to leave you soon.



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