LIFELESS , YOONGI

TWO | 第二

NICOTINE | 尼古丁
'JE SUIS
ACCRO À TOI'
2.

the lambent sunlight of the daegu skies shone through the windows, awakening suki. she realized that she was under yoongi's grasp. She immediately; but carefully shifted her way out of his bed. she grabbed a piece of paper, and looked around for a pen. as well, she checked each drawer, and all around, but all that was  found was alcohol, pain killers, and cigarettes. it sounded bizzare, though she lit a cigarette, and threw the nicotine into a small cup. she then wrote a note, which said the following;

"sorry, i couldn't find a pen ! i will come and visit, soon. don't die on me, before then.
xx suki ~"

placing it carefully by his bed-drawer, she left, just like that. and, she knew she was going to see him again. although she didn't believe in fate, maybe this time, fate would collide into their world, and they'd see each other, again. she kept his shirt and took the cigarette, to keep to remember him.

—

yoongi hadn't woken up, until 1pm. that's when he knew, she wasn't there. maybe she was cooking breakfast, or that's what he thought. getting up, he washed himself up, and finished— but still heard nothing. until, he finally noticed the note on the drawer. he smiled sadly upon what she said, but for some reason, he was hurting inside; he wished that she left after they talked, or ate breakfast.

"i don't keep promises, suki. remember? i don't know if i'll stay alive, beforehand." is what yoongi thought.

his heart was paper. it's easy to rip, depending on what kind of paper you've bought. but, with every type, it's hard to tape back. yoongi's heart was ripped at a young age. the only way to fix the cracks in his heart is to overwrite the past.

but yoongi can't seem to overwrite the past. he only overwhelms himself. but it's fine, because he decided that he was going to move on through his life.

starting by that, he headed to the same park, again. he went to the swings of where suki cried, and sat there, placing a nicotine-toxicity cigarette in his mouth. he took what suki has said before, about crying being her way of letting everything out. because she had a story, he had a story too.

so he threw that cigarette down, himself.

and instead, he cried.

just cried. sat there, and only cried. because crying seemed to solve a lot. yoongi thought crying was just pathetic. but he's finally caught up to himself; he's addicted to something he can't have. he's only somebody lifeless, but that's okay. because, the death of people only cause mourns, and sadness. because there's no gap for happiness.