dear jiyun » jhs

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dear jiyun,

it's been a while that
I'm dipped into
thinking

unsure of if I should be
doing this

not cause I don't desire to

but because of logic
knocking at my door

like a wave of cold water
splashing on my bare skin.

taehyung walked in
to see me writing to you

he asked me why,
I didn't answer

it was too much to say

I find expiation in this,
the only ounce of comfort
my soul is left with

wanting to hold on
to the times when your memory
hurt less,

even if I'm still tearing to pieces
sharp and tiny
each time the thought of you
crosses my sleepless mind.

he raised his voice
and grabbed the paper
from my hands

crumbled and threw it
in the trash,

as if it was my heart
being abused like this,

he was mad at me
for keep on writing

he cussed

she's dead hoseok

the words don't feel right
in my head

they don't feel real

stop chasing ghosts