Day Seven Hundred Thirty.

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Its been a year.

I had moved in with the rest of BTS.

Aka Jin, Yoongi, Namjoon, Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook.

They were the boys I had met at school.

And I love them all very dearly.

Something totally different from what I had expected.

They had pulled me out of the grief that was so strong, I tried to commit suicide.

But I miss her always.

We all drove to Lindsey's home.

In thousands, hers stood out the most.

I had a special request to make it bigger than the others.

I asked the boys to give us some alone time.

They nodded knowingly.

I gave them a small smile filled with sadness.

I walked over.

I said what I always wanted to say to her when we were together.

And all of the things I regret not to say.

I kneeled down.

Long overdue warm tears streaming down my face.








"I miss those kisses you gave me."





"Teasing me so much that it made me mad."








"But, we were so happy."








"I had always thought about us growing old together."








"Watching our children grow,"








"Watching them live a life as happy as ours would be."











"Although that won't happen anymore,"








"I wont love anyone else but you Lindsey."

















"Nobody but you."

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