Was this jealousy that was starting to poisen my heart?
Maybe it was jealousy or simply the fear of your rejection once you would leave and maybe stop texting me, I was so afraid I could not think staright ybut you were always kissing the back of my hand, my little princess.
You told me that one day you would come back to Seoul, you wanted to visit me a lot and wanted to keep in touch.
I guess you were just trying to comfort me, I was getting clingy lately and you just did not want my heart to be broken.
I knew how much I would miss to wake up next to you and hear you whispering my name, or how I would miss it to see you wearing my shirt while you would prepare some breakfast for the both of us.
You were sixteen but you had the skills of a full time house wife and I could already imagine how it would be to marry you, even though it was illegal back then.
I was wondering what I was to you?
