Letters She Wrote | Min Yoongi (Revising)

Remembering the first encounter

Dear Reader,

In case you're wondering why another page was missing from this little diary, I did it. I torn the page where I wrote my sentiments last night. I thought that it would be my last entry before ending what's left in me. Though its not the first time it happened, I really thought I wont be writing in these pages again.

I had a very interesting day. After leaving the house for school determined to die, I went to the rooftop as planned. I'm eager to do it this time, no fear and hesitation. I thought that finally it would be over however some lunatic stopped me from doing so. It's crazy to think that I'm not alone that time when I feel that I am. I never saw the person who stopped me from cutting my wrist deep enough but I guess whoever they are, they left an impression. Should I be thankful? or should I fear more what's next for me?

Anyway, the universe did a really great job today. The music playing earlier in the rooftop is stuck in my head like a disease and it's pissing me off. To the guy who sends his listeners to Hongkong with his tongue technology, if you will know why I wanna do it, maybe you'll let me.

What was his name? Oh, he's D-boy because he's from D.


Until then,
Boram.