taehyung
she was wordless and timid like what she used to be before.
i didn't mean for anything to turn out this way.
perhaps i needed space...
yet why is it that all i want now is to have her in my arms?
my contradicting thoughts are making my head ache, the thought of her going on and on in my mind.
i'm tired of it,
tired of it all.
i miss her.
i need her back.
i walked over to the brunette clothed in a knitted white sweater.
she turned over to meet my pleading, dolorous eyes as she had an intimidated expression.
"t-taehyung?"
i didn't say anything. my arms wrapped around her petite body as a single tear dripped down my cheeks and down to her shoulders, marking on her clothes.
"hyerin... i love you."
unknown
i clenched my fist as i watched taehyung hug her.
i thought she was mine.
i guess not.
is this how unrequited love feels like?
my heart feels like breaking...
why? why? why?
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long sleeves » taehyung
Fanfiction"why do you always wear long sleeves?" "d-don't ask," but then again, his thoughts continued to drift upon what could have been under the knitted piece piece of clothing. - TRIGGER WARNING: contains angst, mentions of suicide and depression, self-ha...
