When We Meet on Novembers ;; Jungkook

+ May 2011

h a e n a

It has been six months.

And if I have to be honest, its been six long months of struggling. I have been trying to forget him. Jeon Jungkook, who failed to leave my mind. I have been waking up, convincing myself that every day will be a good day, when in reality it isn't any good.

I know most people would think we're immature as we are young enough to know anything about love. But I swear I'm not overreacting. This feeling I have inside is not just any love. There was something else with it. And I know it because I am old enough to understand it.

I'll be turning fourteen soon. Knowing that still burdened me. I knew Jungkook was getting older too and becoming mature. He might even get a girlfriend now, while me, I was stuck in my own little messy world. Jeon Jungkook is a normal person who lives and enjoys life throughout the year, meanwhile me, a hopeless person who believes that her first love loves her like she does. I can't bear with the thought of Jungkook living life, having a girlfriend, having his kisses, cuddling with someone else. But I know I was being selfish.

I knew the next time I will meet him, it will never be the same again. The day we last met, I promised myself, to be a stranger he never noticed. A stranger who he really didn't think about. A stranger who cares nothing less about him.

I have to endure it.

For his sake.