The Subtle Arts of Moving On

二十

that one fine Saturday evening

i happen to see you and her

stepping out of the grocery store

with happiness plastered on both of

your faces.

"yuri-ssi? are you listening?"

the man sitting next to me asks.

yoongi contently pulls the car on the sideway.

"hey,"

his eyes finally meet mine after

he cups my jaw facing him.

i am for sure cannot hide the tears

and i don't care if i need to explain myself later but

all i care for now is

min yoongi lets me

crying my heart out in his hug.