hate | seokmin

twenty-four

I held you in my arms. You cried into my shoulder as you told me everything.

Everything.

How your mom left because your dad was toxic, and you had no choice but to stay with him.

How your dad was getting angrier and angrier everyday.

How he got drunk almost every night to cope with his divorce.

How he took his anger out on you.

How he always beat you up when he came home from the bar.

I listened to all of it.

I cried with you.

I hate how you have to go through this.

I'll be here for you.