tokyo ; knj ✓

𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒓.

i hate myself for that awful day. harsh words flung about at one another, my stupidity getting the best of my mind. i remembered the impact of your hand across my cheek. right now, i could feel the stinging sensation on my face, your hand imprinted on my skin. i was insensitive. i didn't understand your feelings and your pain. i only cared about myself.

if only i cared more about you.

i remembered the feeling when you kicked me out. we were in love and shared an apartment. spending several days lounging on the couch in the living room, sharing tender touches and soft kisses. wrapping my arms around your waist whenever you were washing the dishes. the moments we shared were irreplaceable.

but everything went downhill when i opened by mouth that day. i called several times but you never answered. the days went by and my heart ached every second i was apart from you. i missed you. i found my purpose when i found you. i found myself after i fell in love with you. i love you.

thinking of the past, my tears spill from my eyes, as i sobbed into the palms of my hands. i do not want to leave. i wish i could stay but...

there was nothing left her for me in tokyo. ever since you left.