dear yoongi,
today was the day of the festival. and our play.
i kept on looking out at the crowd for you. i don't know why, i mean i knew you couldn't possibly be out there. but i wanted you to be so bad.
i wanted so badly to be able to run off the stage after the play was over, and to ask you how i did, and hear your voice.
overall i think the day was a success.
but it felt empty.
so, so empty.
i think the maps were lying.
daegu must be a million kilometers away from here.
i'm losing sight of you.
but i miss you all the same, yoongi.
from,
jimin
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Fanfictionyoongi's best friend moves to a city on the other side of the country. a year later, yoongi discovers a box his mother hid from him. a box filled with letters from his friend.
