dear jiyun » jhs

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dear jiyun,

good morning my friend.

friend,
funny to think I'd consider you
as this

friend,
is this the what friends do?

do they love to the point
of feeling naked
without the body warmth
of their ally,

or

disappear without a trace,
walking forward

continuing to live in their pink bubble
pretending the other one never existed?

me and you,
aren't friends.

we don't meet,
I don't know what is happening
in your life.

I saw yerin on the train today
on my way back home

and the urge to ask her
how you are doing
didn't leave me till the very moment
she walked out the wagon

I wonder what's going on with you

if you found somebody else

that strokes your face
every night before you fall asleep
in his arms

and makes you feel secure and
protected

or if you succeeded in that degree you've been working hard on,

maybe you got a cat
and named it after my sister
like we are planning

and possibly the color of your hair changed
the way you wanted it to,

a color that I hate,

like you changed the way you view people.

when we first met

a warm tuesday morning

you were helping a man to find his way
to the town hall.

the last time I saw you
interacting

you bit your lips
and cracked your joints

cold sweat streaming on your forehead
looking forward to turn your back
to the one who was asking for your help.

the reason why remains unknown
to this day

and I never dared to ask you
why you didn't like talking to anyone anymore,

seeing fear, panic in your terrified eyes
whenever you had to speak to someone
disheartened my desire to ask