DONT BE SAD | yoonmin.

Forty-one

I'll be dead soon, I know that.

The hospital smells strange, the sobs of my mother sound so far away.

Even my father is crying, it's a strange feeling.

All I feel, is you.

You are here with me.

I can feel your grasp on my hand. 

I can feel your tears dripping down onto my chest.

I can feel your hair softly brushing my face.

I can feel your plump lips on mine.

I'm content.

And so I die in this moment.

Finally and truly happy.

Don't be sad Jimin.

I love you Jimin.

Always and forever.