BTS Angsts

One Track at a Time/ BTS×ARMY

"BTS does not exist without ARMY"
"But ARMY does not exist without BTS"

A world where everything is grey. Almost living in a black and white picture film. My world without you.

A cloudy day. Lightning and thunder. My days without you.

Time moves slowly and we don't get any younger.

The times when we were so young and care free. The colors that seemed to be pouring from the pages of our youth, are now tattered and worn.

The world was changed in those wonderful years of your existence. But the world was yet to face the years without you.

Your feet drag behind. Almost saying that you should have never gone out because what's the use. You have no motivation.

The boys that used to fill your days with smiles and laughter dance through your memories.

Each one left year after year until there was nothing left of the once infamous band that took over millions of hearts, as well as shattered them.

You wipe the tears you didn't notice were streaming down your face until now as you walk to your destination.

"It's been a while hasn't it."

You walk up to the seven grave stones layed beside each other, and read each engraving.

"We are forever grateful"

"To the wonderful people that we called ARMY"

"And we hope that our parting has been easy for you."

"We are thankful to have such sweet, kind, loyal, and devoted people that had once idolized us"

"And that we were able to make such an impact on some of your lives."

"We are forever indebted to all of you who made our dreams come true one step at a time because..."

"BTS does not exist without ARMY"

You read the last line, tears streaming from your eyes and clutching the bouquet of 7 roses in your arms.

You placed one infront of each grave stone as you silently paid your respect for the 7 who have changed your life.

As you placed them one by one you read the names in the order you read the tomb stones.

"Kim Namjoon."

"Kim Seokjin."

"Min Yoongi."

"Jung Hoseok."

"Park Jimin."

"Kim Taehyung."

"Jeon Jungkook."

"BTS"

You breathed out the last word, reminiscing the concerts you attended with your best friends.

The grave was already littered with gifts from ARMY all over the world who still hold on to the memories of the wonderful men.

As you leave the cemetery you think how lucky you were to live in an era where they were alive.

To witness them grow and improve. To attend concerts and make friends. To find the motivation to keep going and love yourself. To be able to speak out for yourself.

As amazing as it was...

The world will continue to move, seasons will change, people will change, but the one thing that will forever remain is the love and admiration of the 7 men who have made the world a better place...

One track at a time.