stay ; min yoongi

vii

He held my hand with such softness.

His touch.

It would linger in my heart.

"When will you stop waiting for me?"

"I don't know".

"My guilt keeps bringing me back to you"

I knew.

I have always known that he didn't come back to me because he loved me.

Yet my heart wanted me to believe otherwise.

I was too captivated in him.

I was in too deep.

Everything about him just seemed so..

Right.

He held my chin and made me look into his glistening eyes.

"What if I stop coming back?"

I was dumbfounded. What would I do without him? Without the only source of life in my heart?

"I don't know'.