BTS And More One Shots

Time

Looking back as the scenery rushes pass, I start to wonder what happened to you...

to us...

The time we spent, though painful 

was so beautiful...

We cried together, laughed, and even fell in love...

Yet...

As if I was I were nothing more than a passerby, all these memories had passed me by.

The tears, the joy... all left forgotten in a road which leads to an unknown destination...

Its not the destination that matters, its the journey...

Yet...

Why was I so focused on reaching the finish line, that I gave you and our memories up?

Why did I let go of your hand?

Why did I run through this desolate pathway, leaving you behind?

Why did I not once look back or even around?

Why was I so focused on where the bullet will hit?

When I look back all I see is the cold darkened desolate path...

A path tread upon by a lone ranger.

No trees surrounded the path, no sign of water is near...

The darkened sky stretches as far as the eye can see... 

Where the ground begins and the sky ends is all a blur...

All that remains is a frozen lake devoid of life...

As I make my way towards the frozen lake the only thing I see is an emotionless me looking back

Was that the real me?

Was that the real us?

If I were to have stopped and looked back, would it have changed anything?

Would I have been able to change my path and walked upon another warmer one?

If I were to go back in time, would I have been able to save us?

To save me...?

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As I place my palm over my frozen reflected self the ice begins to crack...

That's right...

Even if time doesn't heal all wounds, it teaches us how to be ourselves and change our present and future...