I miss you.
I miss the late night talks.
I miss sitting on the balcony sipping our favorite coffee.
I miss going on walks by the beach.
I miss your outgoing personality.
I miss how your smile looked like everytime I make a corny joke.
I miss our movie dates every Sunday evening.
I miss the warm cuddles.
I miss sitting with you doing nothing and the rain as the background music.
I miss your kisses.
I miss seeing you have fun with the other boys.
I miss how we would walk down the street hand in hand.
I miss going on a food trip with you.
I miss being alone with you.
I miss how we talked about pointless things in life.
I miss going skating with you.
I miss how you held my hand like it's the last time.
I miss how you loved me like I'm the only girl in the world.
I miss loving you.
But now that you're gone, I don't get the point of living without you.
You were my everything.
I don't get why you didn't keep your promise.
You said we'll grow old together.
Why can't you stay any longer?
I hate you for that.
And I love you for who you are.
I hope you miss me too.
R. I. P.
Jung Hoseok
February 18, 1994 - November 3, 2022
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bts angst,, book one ✓
FanfictionOld cringey angsts. Goodluck :) sorry asf this is messed up. trigger warning ig? Lots of grammar mistakes. BTS♥️