the girl and her guitar | jimina

it's because of art, i can't

"go away park jimin." she glanced at me, as the music stops for the fifth time. all this time I was just standing near her, listening to her music.

and yet I was known as bothering her again.

"if you just let me draw-"

"fine!" she cuts me.

I was shocked when she accepted my offer. it was like a dream, but in reality she's just agreeing so that she doesn't need to see me ever again.

right after knowing that she agreed, I quickly got my pencil and paper on, and signaled her to play her guitar. she nods, as she starts the music.

at right this moment, the wind starts to slowly shoved her strands of hair towards her cheeks, and her skirt was blew away too as she adjusted her sitting position.

I can't start, she seems to be disturbed by something. right now, she isn't as calm and peaceful that day, and I knew although if I drew her right now, I know this is definitely not the true her.

I'm wrong, I shouldn't have forced her.

I slowly packed up my things, as she stops her fingers and looked at me.

"aren't you supposed to draw me? why are you leaving so soon?" she asked.

"this isn't what I want mina, I didn't a work of art by force." I smiled bitterly as I continued,

"I'll be back, everyday until your heart is once calm again." I left as I heard her music continued.

I guess we both knew why we can't do this.
art isn't by force, it's by heart.