Maybe we were tied up together with strings and supporting one another. It wasn't easy to trace this web of strings. It was like an intricate maze. When some strings and knots were figured out, other parts snapped. When one string was pulled too tig...
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I dreamed about Jungkook yesterday. He was crying, whispering "Hyung". What did I do wrong? I truly thought I could solve all of this but here I am wearing a black dress.
Friday, 11th January. Exactly three days after the day I had my first dream. This is reality. Jungkook is dead.
We're all quiet in my living room, no one says a word. The air is almost unbreathable. It's almost as if someone says something a bomb will explode.
Yoongi keeps drinking drink after drink and I'm as worried as Jungyeon.
I start to think about that day again as I look through the pictures on my phone.
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After that day, I stayed by his side. Instead of ignoring me, we actually had pretty interesting conversations. I saw a side of jungkook that I never thought I'd see.
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Friends for years and I still failed. Where are you now jungkook? Is it too late?
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