dear yoongi,
i'm sorry.
it's been months, hasn't it?
i have a lot to tell you i guess.
to be honest, i didn't think i'd pick up the pen again.
some things happened. for a while, i completely lost faith in you. i believed awful things had happened to you, that you couldn't respond, or that you weren't reading these at all, or that you didn't care to write back at all.
and i'm sorry. this is all probably just my fault. so i decided i'm going to keep doing this.
and sometimes it's not easy, but i write because i dream of you writing back.
so i'm going to continue to put myself out in the open.
yoongi, i think i have depression.
and guess what?
i still miss you, yoongi.
from,
jimin
YOU ARE READING
ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ || ʏᴏᴏɴᴍɪɴ ✔️
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.
