i miss you
it's been almost two years since bom's passing. i visit her grave as much as i can. ever since the day i lost bom, my life has been colorless, unexciting, and depressing. i'd lost the one thing that got me excited to wake up everyday.
"there was so many things i wanted to say to you, and do with you." i stopped.
"i didn't even get to tell you that i love you, and that you mean everything to me. you're the only person who made life, worth living. you didn't deserve this." i said, and placed a paper rose i made, next to her grave.
i stood there staring at her grave, for who knows how long. i just couldn't think of the words to say.
"you lost a love one too, huh?" a girl asked, next to me. who seemed about my age, maybe a little older.
"yeah." i simply replied.
"i'm sorry for your loss."
"you too." i smiled.
"i'm nara, kim nara." she introduced herself.
"bae jinyoung."
"wait bae jinyoung, kim bom's friend?" she asked.
"best friend." i corrected.
"i'm bom's cousin. i came to visit here, to see her grave."
"i just feel guilty, you know. i wasn't here to save her." she explained.
why is she worrying about that? she wouldn't have known. i knew. bom was in that car, and i knew. i could've saved her. i should be the one feeling guilty.
"why would you feel guilty? that's not your place, it's mine."
"why is that?" she asked.
because, i should've been there with her. i shouldn't of let her walk alone knowing that, there's a crazy psycho after her.
bom wouldn't want me to hold onto this grudge i feel. she would want me to live my life, and be happy, but that's impossible.
kim bom, i miss you.
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skinny love | bae jinyoung
Short Storyskinny love (n.) when two people love each other, but are too shy to admit it, yet they show it anyway.