2014 | 09 | 21

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Dear Seo Hye,

Right now, this very letter that I'm writing to you is in a notebook that you bought me for my 23rd birthday. My birthday was yesterday, and after work, we went for dinner, which you insisted on paying for. We went to go have kalbi, and later you gave me this notebook. You hugged me right after.

What's this odd feeling I feel whenever I'm around you? Why is it that my heart beats so fast whenever I catch sight of you? How can you make me so happy with one single word? Do I have a crush on you? Wow, that word sounds so strange to me. Crush. Crush. Crush. Crush. Crush. Crush.

Now it's lost its meaning, but it still seems so foreign to me. I haven't used that word with that particular definition in a long time. The last time I did, it didn't end so well. I'm not going to talk about that, you don't want to hear me rant about my unrequited love from high school.

Oh god, it's already seven thirty, I've got to go or I'll be late for my job interview! Don't worry, I'll write again!

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