Edge Of Desire

One That Got Away

MINO

I woke up with a feeling like there's a massive hole under my chest. I watch the smoke coming from the gage rose up straight to the air. I glance to the empty side beside me, the trace of her still perfectly lingers in every single things she touched last night. Her delicate skin, the warm feeling inside her, her twinkling eyes, her breathe, her lips, her tender kiss, her touch, her ethereal beauty—Kang Seulgi—I still can remember it perfectly in my mind. Clear enough to make me feels like I want to cry, knowing she's already gone. Leaving me all alone here, all empty and sad.

To think that I might be drunk enough to do that towards Seulgi was wrong. I was completely sober and I knew exactly what I did.

Why do you did that? I ask and keep asking but the answer was too dumb I can't even comprehend what I did.

I just want to kiss her and embrace her in my arms, that's it.

I chuckle as I inhale my last esse. That sounds like the most lame excuse ever, what was that? It sounds as if I've fallen for her.

Have I?

I reach out a pillow that she used last night, the scents of her suffocates me, it rips my ribcage apart I might die of missing her.

"Why do you leave, Seul? Are you really planning to let go of me?"

I keep thinking and thinking; it's normal for Seulgi if she's willing to leave regarding how much pain I gave to her, how I messed up her entire life. Hence, I don't have any other option than to watch her walk away, leaving my life entirely, and the worst part; it feels like I deserve it. I really do.

Because, I don't deserve her.

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SEULGI

Two weeks has passed since that night—the night where I completely left him, the same night when I could feel as if he's mine.

I worked like a madman for these past two weeks. I quit smoking, I quit getting wasted, I quit drinking and eventually working has become my other stress reliever, the other forms of my personal distraction.

I went back at home really late, I came back till I feel tired, so I will sleep right away without a haunted memories of him.

Then, that question keep coming back; how do you runaway from the things that are in your head?

"I also want to figure it out. How." I mumble to myself as I stare to the night skies over my balcony. It's clouded and quite dark tonight but from afar I could see a glimpse glow of the moonlight under the dark skies.

I really hope I can see that light, eventually.