Without You {p.j.m} [[completed]]

Day 4

Park Jimin,

Today is your funeral.

I was hoping to wake up to your warm breath against my neck and your arm draped over my side.

The bed feels empty.

It will continue to feel empty. 

Taehyung called early to see if I was going to your funeral.

Of course I was.

There were so many times throughout the morning that I tried persuading myself that it would be better to stay home.

But you would be sad if I didn't show up, wouldn't you my prince?

The funeral started at 3:00 pm on a Wednesday.

I sat with your family at the ceremony. Your mother sobbed.

Of course she would, so did your father.

What parents wouldn't?

They had just lost their son.

Jihyun held my hand until it was time to travel to the cemetery.

I didn't realize how much I missed you until I seen your pale face. You laid in that beautifully made casket, cold.

Just like the rain.

And I realized,

That I would never see those bright brown eyes again.

I would never see that stupid grin that you would give me when you would tease me.

I would never again hear your voice, or your laugh.

Or hold your hand.

I touched your cheek to feel your soft skin once more.

And then I broke down, Jimin.

I sobbed in front of everyone as I held your hand.

Jin had to help me walk to where we were all standing.

How could you go that quick?

How could you?

I love you, stupid Park Jimin.

Signed,
Your Jagi