Day 30

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Park Jimin,

I told myself I would never hate you for your decisions.

She tried to get better without you, she really did.

But I guess the poor girl couldn't do it.

She asked me the day of your funeral to finish these if something had happened to her.

We knew she was getting worse.

She wouldn't eat anymore, and it was depressing to see her sit by the window, humming the little songs you would sing to her. That's all she could remember in the last few days that she was here.

You.

We went to visit her a few days ago, and she was so confused.

"Who are you?" She asked as Jin knelt beside her. She was terrified.

I guess anyone would be if all they could remember was their dead husband.

But she doesn't suffer anymore, Park Jimin.

You should know that though. She's probably right beside you now isn't she?

That shy girl that we all fought over, spoiled, and became the best of friends with.

That girl that grew up with us, and supported us through everything.

That woman that carried the little miracle of Park Eun Ji.

That woman that made you the happiest man alive.

That woman that changed our lives for the better.

Her halo had finally fallen and wrapped itself around her fragile neck.

That spark has finally faded, Park Jimin.

Sincerely,
Kim Taehyung.

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