dear l.t...
I wake up with a heavy body into the month of autumn. I have been rarely writing letters to you — about you, taeyong, should I say this therapy of mine is working?
on my way out of work today, I could help but think, what would happen if I saw you.
I know I wouldn't be breaking down, because a part of me does feel ready to face you. my eyes often go toward the boxes by the side of the door, your name is written on them, with all your portraits.
would you want them back? they were only drawings of my apartment interior and of myself.
it would be rude of me to throw them out, you never now, some people would like to be the girlfriend who'd mercilessly get rid of her ex-boyfriend's things, but I'm not like that. why should I?
I'm not trying to prove anyone anything.
and so, I tapped onto your name for the last time.
your voice came through, but strangely, I didn't drop to my knees, nor did I feel them shake, my body didn't tremble, and I didn't need to lean into anything for support.
I felt proud at how my voice came out as naturally as my feelings did.
"hey."
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Fanficshe gave him everything she could, in the end, she was broken in pieces. ________ I gave you my summer, my autumn, my spring and winter, continuously I fell for you... continuously, I loved you. had it not been enough, lee taeyong, I don't know wh...
