Dear Jimin,
I wish we could go back to those times when you defended for me, when you told me to smile. Should I still smile at this moment? Even If you are hurting me physically, mentally, emotionally and not even care once? You made me hate myself so much, so much to the point that I am starting to hurt myself too. You made me empty. You made me suffer my entire life. You ruined me, You did. But That's alright, As long as you're happy with it.
I can read eyes as much as you do, you know and I clearly know that there is a part in you that felt pity for me. Just in case you'd do regret everything, let me say it.
I forgive you.
I really do.
They said love is when a person wishes happiness to your loved one even when the person is not the cause of it. Would you agree to this? Because I do. I'm willing to get million slashes from the whip, a million kicks and punches and a gallon of poison, as long as you will be contented.
As I woke up on this day, I saw you standing in front of me. Why are your eyes red? Have you been crying?
If It's because me, I'm sorry.
My anger suddenly rises up and I find myself throwing punches at you. I don't know why im doing that but I'm sorry for that too. You didn't do anything and I cry and cry for I'm so hurt at that time. You said sorry and that you regretted everything. What were the last words you want to say? Are you trying to say You love me?
I don't know, I would never know as you suddenly collapsed. Why can't you breathe?
I couldn't take you to the hospital in this condition, in my condition so I couldn't do anything but to scream your name over and over again.
Why? In all times? Why are you losing breath?
I wanted to say many things to you. That I never once regretted meeting you at the bench at midnight, never once. And that I would like to say thank you for standing up for me and telling me that I am more than what I think. You made me feel beautiful.
But I have no chance in saying one of those words because the poison i took many days ago is slowly spreading throughout my body and I am slowly losing my breath too.
We were both dying.
Till my last breath, I would love to say these things to you a thousand times as my lungs could take and I would never get used it.
I love you each and every day, Park Jimin.
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