Mending a Broken Heart

Drunk

Everybody here wants you, my love,

My love

And I know that you want them to

My love, my love

I ask you what your heart desires

My love, my love,

You tell me I'm the only one, my love, my love

It's official. I drank too much. All the bodies bumping together on the dance floor make me a bit dizzy, but it fuels my motivation to dance. I love dancing and drinking especially on weekends.

But today felt wrong. I shouldn't have gotten drunk today. No matter how much I want to get away from reality.

My friends brought me here under false pretenses. I just told them I wanted to go out.

It's a lie, a lie,

I catch you every time in your lust, your lust,

Every time you close your eyes

I hear the secrets that you keep

When you talking in your sleep

I hear the secrets that you keep, keep, keep

When you talk, talk, talking

I hear the secrets that you keep

When you talking in your sleep

I hear the secrets that you keep keep keep

When you talk, talk talking

The flashing lights were a bit irritating now. The music was pounding. As much as I love this song it was way too loud. I look around and everyone is dancing on the first floor. I look up and see my friends. He was sitting with the rest of our friends. Namjoon was playing a drinking game with Hoseok, Jin, and Yoongi. Taehyung and Jungkook were at a table opposite of Yoongi, Namjoon, Hoseok, and Jin with two girls.

Where is Jimin? He is probably in the restroom. Speaking of the restroom, I have to use it. I make my way to the restrooms. The women's restroom door was closed. I knocked and tried to push it open but still it wouldn't open. I knew no one was in there because when I would knock there was no answer. The men's room, however, was perfectly open. I have no other choice but to go to the men's room. I go into the men's room and hear moans. Wow really in the bathroom of a club? They have no class. But I'm not one to judge. When you need it I guess you need it.

They are literally having sex in the stall but I'm not going to let that bother me. I have to use the restroom. I go into the stall furthest away from them. I pop a squat and use the restroom. I quickly get out of the stall and wash my hands really quick all while listening to grunts and moans. Just as I was walking out of the restroom I heard the girl mutter a coherent word. Two technically. 

"Oh, Jimin!" She sounds breathless. 

I hope she is talking about another guy named Jimin. I look under the stall and see the man's shoes. Today must be my lucky day, I just found Jimin.

I see his muscular legs clothed in his favorite black fitted slacks with his black dress up shoes. He always did dress up really fancy for the club. His fancy attire looked displaced in the repulsive bathroom.

Now that I've confirmed that it was Jimin my heart stopped for a millisecond, only for a millisecond.

I've realized that even if like him he's not going to quit his promiscuous ways. I can't blame him either because he is unaware of of my harbored feeling towards him. Yes, he is a good friend at times but he would be a terrible boyfriend.