- Next Town Down
This writing is credited to me, and this wonderful song is by Next Town Down- beautiful and talented boys they are.
- A. 7/27/2018 4:09 pm
September 16, 2017
Dear Y/N,
So I see how your heart is so beat down and broken I know why your eyes hide the hurt. Remember that time when you walked to my house, crying because he chose her? Again? I asked you why, and you said you just couldn't. I looked at you like you were crazy, I never really understood love. Neither of us did at the time. Then the next day, when we went out for a group lunch- you acted like nothing was wrong. I hated that- I hated that you had to hide your true feelings from me.
You don't have to tell me, we can let the truth go unspoken. I didn't ask, mostly because I was too much of a coward. I was scared you were going to take my intentions the wrong way. But I knew. I knew how you went back to him. How you would be sleeping next to him while his girlfriend waited for his call.
I can't undo what he did to you, but I can help you forget. If you just let me love you. Let me love you right March 21, 2015. I did the one thing you said not to, but what can I do? It just...slipped. Lying in the grass after a fight with a water hose, I told you I loved you. Wide eyes stared back at me. I told you I'd wait no matter how long, I'll wait until you were ready.
I wanna hold you, hold you when you're all out of fight. I held you close to my arms as the television screen rolled the movie credits. Mouth agape, light snores escaped your sleeping figure. Looking at you, I thought to myself, how could I be so lucky. Then your phone lit up next to you. His name flashing on the little screen.
Yea he took you for granted, he left your heart stranded 'I need you.' was it read. With sleepy eyes, you looked at it for who knows how long. I stood up, ready to go to sleep on my own bed- I thought, who am I to stop her? I can't control you.- you followed. Followed me to my room, arms tightly wrapping around me. That small action made me the happiest person in the world.
and he made you believe love's a lie. Every I love you, I meant it. My heart, mind, touch, soul, all of it belonged to you. Only you, why couldn't you understand that? Trust and honesty is something every couple must establish, I needed you to trust me baby. You said you did, your actions said otherwise. That was the last thing you seemed to believe. I honestly thought we were happy, and that we could have gotten through this...what happened y/n?
But I'm gonna love you r-i-i-ght (x2) Materialistic? That wasn't me. I held your hand instead of writing you notes. I kissed you at night instead of a dozen roses. I took you to places and made memories instead of souvenirs. I laughed, thinking I might've been wrong. Would that have made a difference? Would you have stayed by my side?
I promised to love you right, I feel like I've failed you. I failed to uphold my end of the bargain. Even so, I'll love you, even if you're not by my side- even if you're not here to call mine.
I know that forgiveness is a hard pill to swallow, follow me and I'll show you how I've been where you've been and yeah it's lonely and hollow but baby we need to move on to get better. I know the feeling... the feeling of being left alone, and being the second choice. Because you showed me that not all love stories can have a happily ever after- but it doesn't make it any less real.
Our love was real, Y/N. But I don't think I can take it anymore. It's hurting both of us, and I love you too much to do that to you. So here I am, letting you go.
-Love, Park Jimin
Tears seemed to be endless as I put the letter down. Reading it over and over again until it was engraved in my mind, just like that night. It was your fault, you were too late.
"Where have you been?" he asked, staying seated with his head down, between his hands.
"I- I had some things to finish in the office." the girl gulped. Arriving home this late was something that was slowly becoming common for the couple. The tension between them was indescribable, and it tore their hearts slowly apart. Because nothing could be done now.
"Don't lie to me, y/n." He dryly chuckled. "Don't fucking lie to me." Her heart broke at the sight of him, the person she loved, slipping right from her fingertips- all because of one stupid mistake.
"Am I not enough?" Jimin turned, with tear-stained cheeks.
"No! You're more than enough, Jimin."
Hands raised to his head, hair disheveled, he pointed to the door. "Then tell me why do you keep crawling back to him!" he screamed.
Words strewed at each other's faces then. No one seemed to be calming down, finger pointed at who's to blame.
The boy fell to the floor trying his best to clutch on to anything, heavy sobs racked out of him and all she can do was watch. That's what she is best at, right? Stand by while everything and everyone in her life disappears. She hugs him, tight, and his hands wrapped around her torso. They all knew what was coming.
"Y/n, I don't think I can do this anymore."
And she cries.
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