The love cycle | Jimin Fanfic

Prologue

There was a moderate storm coming and midnight had crept up, replacing the sun's warm yellow color.

I don't know why I even waited for him in the first place. What's so lovable about him? What did I ever like about him? I kept pounding myself with questions that made my head hurt; questions that made my whole being hurt so badly.

Why?

Why did it have to be like this?

Isn't loving someone supposed to be a source of happiness?

Is love really supposed to hurt?

I walked down a path of shame. A wet path of shame, for the ground, was wetter than it could've been.

My shoes were soaked like a loaf of bread in milk, my elbows crossed by my breasts.

I once was stupid.
I once am again.

I was mad.

I am mad.

I'm furious. Even.

Furious for letting myself get hurt again.

Furious for breaking my own promise.

Furious for everything that made me go weak and drown deep in all this pain.

But most of all,

Furious for falling in love.

I had promised myself that I'd never let such a painful thing happen to me again.

And yet, here I am.

Walking down a path of shame.