g.alaxy // jeon jungkook

beau

-him

Its been months since
We last spoke. But to me.
It felt like decades.
Its suffocating me.
You don't even care about me now.
What was all the years we
Spent as bestfriends for?
You just threw me,
Like a toy, when it gets old.
You get bored of it.
And you throw it away.
Not caring about the years
You had spent with it.
Nor the emptiness
That it filled up.
Because when you see
Something new, something
Better, the old ones
Are goners.
Like me.