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white

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I couldn't see you. I couldn't hold you. I couldn't talk to you. I just couldn't feel relieved.

I can't bother to see you when that pale face of yours will grin at me. The white of you would just become pale and I wouldn't live anymore.

"How will you understand white?"

My mom asked and I couldn't reply either. Without you, how will I be able to see the colors? I'm just a useless girl without someone to guide me. A blind girl.

But somehow, I learnt a color without you. White. The simplest color of all. Means nothing, just space. Something plain, but beautiful.

"White is heaven."

What does heaven look like? Does it look like our world, but more clear? Is it one where we can be together? Is it one where all my wishes come true? Is it one where we are perfect?

"White lasts forever."

So can I say my love for you is white? Can I say it's a milky ethereal, forever filling up the emptiness we have? Or is it bad, because white means I'm empty?

Answer my questions damnit—! I can't live without you Jungkook. You can't leave me with a white memory. Don't leave me in white walls. Don't disappear into darkness. Stay with me in light.

"We'll cut his life support."

No, the doctors can't. After all you've done for me, you can't stop now. Don't leave me inside a room. Don't leave me looking out the window for you to come back home. I can't let white take you away from me.

White is the heaven.

White is the never-ending.

White is the end.

White is the space.

Don't become what was underneath you. Come here to teach me again. White are my walls, and yet their surrounding me to suffocate me.

White is the life where I will be with you?