Caramel Macchiato (Jungkook's perspective)

Chapter 22

(A/N: Sad song ^^)

Days have passed, but the ache in my chest hasn't eased.

I wake up every morning with the same thought- is she thinking about me too? My mind is filled with her, from the moment I open my eyes to the second I close them at night. No matter how hard I try to push her from my thoughts, she creeps in.

I go through the motions of life- wake up, eat, go live, sing, perform. But nothing feels right. Not without her.

I stare at the ceiling late at night, my heart heavy.

I can still feel her. The way her hands fit perfectly in mine, the warmth of her lips, the sound of her laughter. It's all there, haunting me, like a ghost that won't leave. I replay every moment in my head, trying to understand where things went wrong.

Was it something I did?

A part of me is screaming to move on, to forget her, to stop torturing myself over someone who might never come back. But I can't. Not yet.

I refuse to believe she used me.

I refuse.

Yoongi hyung's words still echo in my mind, but I won't let them take root. I won't let them poison what I felt. I know what we had was real. It had to be. It felt too strong, too powerful to just be a fling.

And if there's one thing I know for sure- it's that I'll wait for her, even if it's foolish.