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We started out as lovers who were so in love that not even God could pull as apart. He loved me, and I loved him.
Until, one Friday night. He just left. He didn't even leave a message or anything to tell me why he left. I felt something crushing my heart.
That Friday night, I cried my heart out.
The next day, I told myself that I hated him. I resented him for leaving me without a trace.
But in my heart I knew. I knew that I still loved him and I would never stop loving him.
He left me with the memories and the aftertaste.
【oh gosh. This story is already super mushy and gushy. Lol never thought that I'd be one to write something like this. Oh well】
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Aftertaste| minseok
Fanfiction"Close your eyes, you can't hide Try to forget me, but I'm everywhere I'm the smell on your sheets you weren't ready when you left me there" {short story #2}
