jiyeo, taehyung and i went to the beach.
it wasn't crowded, busan beach was peaceful.
i wish you were here,
you would've enjoyed the sunset.
sun-kissed skins
salt washed hairs
i sigh at the thought of you.
jiyeo and taehyung didn't know
but,
you were sending me letters again
YOU ARE READING
prose; bts
أدب الهواةi, in love with he he, liked she while she, loved another. [lowercase intended] 2016 © story idea by mizuyeong
