A strong scent that wafts to the tip of my nose, once again greets me. Perhaps, I realize that time goes by, at times I come to this place. I have a dreadful hatred towards the scent of coffee beans. He once said how the scent of Brazillian coffee beans are aromatic.
The first coffee that I shared with him was sweet. I've always considered coffee to be bitter, but this cup of coffee, is surely a sweetness that can never be measured. As I take a sip, I felt as if I'd drown into the glitter of his eyes. A profound mysterious would fill me up, as I feel a twinge in my chest.
The end taste of coffee was bitter. Why do people even drink this thing? He used to smile at me as I go on with my complaint. I loved his smile, just too much, that I forcely drank one more cup just to see it. He used to pat me on my head, kiss me on my forhead, praising me.
I loved, and loved him endlessely. I don't possibly think that there can be any other words added onto this. I felt as if I'd melt when he called me and drown into his love that I can never escape. I gave him my all, thinking that love would last forever.
It was a rainy night on June. I don't possibly grasp a reason why my knee starts to ache every time it rains. Makes me feel more ominous and tense. The same type of twinge came across, just like the feeling that I've got on our first encounter.
'Jeno,'
'Do you love me?'
There never was a reply to this question. The person that always sat across me disappeared, leaving no trace.
Maybe it might have become a habit, or I may be ridicilous enoigh to hold onto the tinest bit of hope that cannot be seen by bare eyes. I definitely believe it to be the former. If I believe that he will once again come to me, or kiss me, I'll become miserable.
My fingers that were holding the pen started to tremble. I burst out into tears, as unknown emotions swept me. Tears were falling like rain drops.
Good moments are always cruel. It is left in your emotions, eating up your heart bit by bit. Slowly, it swallows me. I'd make an oath to myself to forget you tonight, just like other days.
해외 팬들을 위한 변역입니다 통역기를 돌리지 않는 바라 다소 말이 되지 않는 부분도 있고 이번 글은 미사여구 또한 첨부하지 못했어요 ㅠㅠ 다음에는 예쁜 글 들고 올게요
For all the international fans out there! I haven't used any translator at all, so this is just a rought copy that I rushed to create. No euphemism added. The next text that I'll create definitely would be improved version than this.
