in the very next day, at lunch,
i saw you, again.
behind that same tree,
sitting on that same bench,
you are quietly eating the sandwich of yours,
all alone, again.
as you look sadder than before,
i see you there,
fighting back your tears.
i want to walk towards you,
to comfort you,
but who am i to you anyway?
YOU ARE READING
Weary [PJM]
FanfictionSometimes he would like to scream ❝SCREW THE WORLD!❞ for her. ( or Park Jimin is a nosy schoolmate that couldn't keep his nose out of a sad girl's business. ) 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐯 © 95SLUSH 2016