I watched.
I watched as you sat in the back of the class; alone again; with bruises; again.
I always watched.
Thats all I did.
You never smiled.
Not a lot.
Not enough.
Min Yoongi was your name; it means shine, and wisdom; perfect for a boy like you. But thats all I ever have known, was about you, all I thought about was you.
I took another look at you in class, about my 100th one.
Every day I look at you.
Everyday I think about you.
I thought about it; walking up to you.
Everyday now.
I did it.
I walked up to you.
I regret it but i kept going.
You looked me in the eyes, emotionless... blank.
"Hello?"
"Smile."
"Hmm?"
"Smile Baby..."
