Us [k.mg + j.ww]

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May 17th, 2018

Soonyoung came over earlier to give me something of yours. He said that you wanted me to have it when something happened to you.

It was a photo album.

Filled with pictures of us.

I couldn't hold my tears back when I saw it. Soonyoung rushed over to hug me as I cried. I felt bad about crying on his shirt, but I couldn't help it.

It wasn't any better when I looked through the pictures, either. All of them were polaroids of us. Some were when we went on dates, others were just hanging around one of our houses.

There was one particular one that hurt the most.

It was one where we were laying together, and you were wearing my hoodie.

I can't do this anymore. Everything reminds me of you, and it's so painful. I can't handle it. I can't handle not being with you. I can't handle not kissing you. I can't handle not being able to hold your hand or hug you. I can't handle not being able to see you smile or hear you laugh anymore.

I can't handle being alive if I'm not with you.

It all started with your words, "I want you to write a story. A story of us, but from your view. Your thoights, your feelings, and your memories."

All of this started with you.

All of my memories are of you. You're just a memory now, and I can't change that.

I wish I could've made you stay.

I wish it didn't hurt like this.

I wish I could recover as easy as the others.

But I can't.

It'll never end.

I'm sorry. I'll see you soon, angel.

Goodbye.

-kmg<3