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y/n pov
I was at a 7 eleven near my house buying drinks and snacks for the sleepover to Jays.
I was wearing currently baggy jeans, a loose black nike shirt with a black and white hoodie on. I was wearing comfy shoes and overall a comfy fit.
I already showered previously before I left my house.
I was checking if they said anything else on the group. They didn't say a lot more. I found out the older guys are gonna be drinking. They're allowed to because most of them are 18. The only person who can't drink is me.
Jungwon already turned 18 in February even if he is the same age as me. The rest are a year older but I don't know their birthdays. Only Ni-Ki's and Jake's.
I picked out some drinks and snacks, and then payed for them at the checkout.
Later on I was just walking to my bus stop. Jay sent me the address directly cause the rest of the group have been at his house like a million times.
I waited patiently for my bus and it finally arrived. I payed for my bus ticket as I walked in and then sat down next to a window. I plugged my headphones in and then just stared out the window listening to the music.
I was listening to some random songs and one familiar song played. It was an English song.
'I love this song..' I thought and closed my eyes, smiling.
We don't talk anymore We don't talk anymore We don't talk anymore Like we used to do We don't love anymore What was all of it for? Oh, we don't talk anymore Like we used to do
The song played through my headphones.
I just heard you found the one you've been looking You've been looking for I wish I would have known that wasn't me 'Cause even after all this time, I still wonder Why I can't move on Just the way you did so easily
I hummed along. I just listened until the second verse came up. It hit me. Like a bullet it hit me. The realisation.
I just hope you're lying next to somebody Who knows how to love you like me There must be a good reason that you're gone Every now and then I think you might want me to Come show up at your door But I'm just too afraid that I'll be wrong
I realised just how much I related to the lyrics.
I thought I just really liked the song. I thought maybe it's just really good. I mean it is. But the song, was like me and him.
The lyrics match up. If only he heard this song. If only these lyrics could just punch him right in the face and realise, it's ME.
