I'm His⌇kim mingyu

lost.

As I slowly opened my eyes, I tried to remember what happened after I got hit by the rock. I remember someone carrying me. But I didn't remember who. I remember hearing Mingyu's voice. Mingyu's cry. But he's not here. He's not in the hospital room. He's not holding my hand and taking care of me.

I searched for my phone, looking at the notifications, but none is Mingyu's.

A sense of betrayed and hopeless came to me. I started looking around the hospital room, but he isn't here.

"Mingyu, where are you when I need you?" I mumbled as tears started to trickle down my face.

Days passed and I have gone insane. Every night I would ask the nurse in the hospital, "WHERE IS HE?"

But I got nothing in return, except a confused face from the nurse.

The ache of longing to be with him echoed through the very marrow of my bones. It was a chill wind trapped in the chambers of my heart. With every spare moment my mind would rehearse a new letter to him. I never knew that missing someone could take over every fibre of your being and wring you out like a wet sponge every day. It is a torment I was unprepared for.