A story based on the love yourself era and theories for all the seven members
Seven love stories, will all get a happy ending or will it just be a memory of "Her"
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I sat in the bath tub, the cold water filling up, numbing my whole body,it rose and rose, coming to my chest, my shirt sticking to my skin.
I tried to ask for help, they all ignored me, my own mother left me, now my only friends did, I texted them, called them, they were too busy.
I heard the door banging as they all called for me.
"Jimin why is there water coming out the bathroom, hurry up, there's someone waiting.
I couldn't open the door.
I just couldn't, I held the photo of us in my hands, Yoongi's lighter in the other hand,I lit the photo, it burned, like wildfire it ate up the memory I held onto, I need you, I need someone that's all.
I couldn't do it, I lied, I'm sorry, I couldn't love myself, even if people loved me.
I just wanted to be happy, do you hear me from the other side, as you read this, do you hear my effortless cries, do you feel my warm tears crawl down my cheeks, do you know what I go through?
No
It's because I lied, I pretended, smiling and laughing as if I wasn't dead inside.
My breath hitched as I looked up at the blank ceiling, the memories of our laughters, our tears and small talk, it was like a movie, flashes of the good and bad, I smiled as I heard the water splashing against marble I sank down, I held my breath for, one, two, three seconds or more, until I felt my body fight for the oxygen, my lungs fighting for me, the burning like wildfire love around my veins as my heart fought to live, the cold water filled my ears, muffling the screams from the other side, the cold water numbing everything, everything burned, everyone was breathing I was just dying, my screams were never heard. I didn't want this, it was too much.
I chocked on the water, my body holding onto the empty air, like I held onto the hand you gave me, but you never helped, I thrashed as my hands shot into the air, grabbing onto empty hopes and dreams.
