𝐢𝐟 𝐰𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 | 𝟐𝐣𝐚𝐞

八

youngjae laid in bed,

staring blankly at the ceiling.

his pillow sheets were soaked

from his tears.

his eyes were red and puffy,

cheeks were tear stained,

and just as he thought he

had no more tears,

the next sad song started to play

and his tears started to fall

once again.

;

youngjae's room was pitch black

besides the streaks of sunlight that

came through.

the fan was turned off

yet he felt so cold.

he turned to his side,

letting the tears free fall.

i shouldn't have left you, i shouldn't have but

...