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“talking to the moon, wish I could be with you soon. ”
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"I hate myself."
It's already 12:00 and I can't help but to just stare at the bright full moon.
Is it bad to wish for something and you know that someone might get hurt because of that?
I checked my phone... and he's calling.
I looked back at the moon seeking for help and before I could really think it through, my thumb get its job done.
I answered it.
MH: Oh! Not asleep yet?
SM: Would I answer this call if I am?
MH: Haha.. I miss you.
…… (short silence) ......
SM: How is Heejin?
MH: I already brought her home.
SM: Oh.. Okay.
MH: Seonmi...
SM: Hmmm?
MH: I really miss you.
I also do.
SM: Oh.. It's really late now, I have to go to sleep.. You should too.. Bye.
And I ended the call like how I ended it a year ago.
I really don't understand myself.
There's a part of me that is wanting you.
And there's my conscience.
I think my conscience gravity is greater than myself.
