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 Min Yoongi                                                                                                                                                                     11:35pm                                                                                                                                                                     Dong-gu, Daegu


The grand piano stood untouched in the middle of the dingy apartment. There was a small bed and tv covered in dust. The spare portion that made up his kitchen was left unused, like everything else. Only 2 plates and a glass remained in the cupboards. He had broken all of them, seen them shatter into a million pieces, just like his heart , that day.

Min Yoongi did not want to remember.....


                                                                                                       but he did.....


He remembered when he had been met with drops of blood at the door instead of her smiling face. When, her  body had been thrown onto the bed covered in blood, emerging from her stomach. The light was slowly leaving her eyes as he sat next to her , dazed and crying. She had cupped his face in her hand and whispered with bated breath, "I love you. Live for me...." and her body went limp as his estranged screams filled the empty apartment.


He remembered, the days before when she had been by his side, chiding him  for silly things, laughter and smiles. Embracing him when tears flowed out .

Min yoongi would give anything to feel her arms around him again.


Min Yoongi also remembered when he met them. They all had their problems, their mistakes and they had all met each other with wide smiles and broken arms.


But then they broke,


piece, 

by piece


They broke apart 

                                      their memories crumbling like dried flower petals


Min yoongi missed them 

He wondered if they did too

But maybe that was what was meant to be


Pitiful destiny pointing its finger at them


Yoongi picked up and empty glass

                                                                       " To lost love and broken friendships,"




The glass shattered against the floor

                                                momentarily breaking the forlorn silence of the night


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