From what I learned from Songyeon, sleep was like your reset button. If you didn't take meds, your memory would go haywire and your head would hurt. If something bad has happened, like really bad, you would forget everything and everyone, and your memory would go back to day one, when the accident happened.
So, when I saw you at a party one day, you were flirting with some girl. I haven't talked to you in a week, but you still remembered with me when you talked to me on the phone the night before the party. I didn't know where it all went wrong.
"Hyorin noona!"
You looked at me, but you didn't even have the same emotion in your eyes everytime you looked at me. You just stared at me like I was some kind of stranger.
"Do I know you?"
"Are you joking? We just talked to each other on the phone last night. I'm your boyfriend for like, 2 months now."
"Boyfriend? You must've mistook me for someone. I'm a lesbian, dude."
"No, I didn't. Your name is Kim Hyorin, you have two huskies, your birthday is on June 1, you have the same birthday as your brother, and your favorite color is mint green."
Your head was probably hurting when I was saying those words, and the girl you were flirting with already left. You just gave me a glare, and I remembered how you slapped me, like how you did the second time I met you.
"Well, if you really are my boyfriend, then we are over."
