A poem for the both of us.
I've wrote a hundred words all for you in a piece of paper, but you tear it up just like you did to my heart.
I left my place to get us anywhere but you ditched me when you reached your so-called-paradise which was someone's bed.
When loving someone became unhealthy, learn to break your own heart.
I'm Han Jisung, been there, done that.
Minho, beautiful feelings aren't always easy to achieve. Like roses and it's thorns. Just like you and me.
Yesterday you told me that I'm beautiful like a blooming flower but today, I saw you stepping on a calla lilies.
Jisung, a whole new world opened when you came back, too bad it's not for me.
Making someone fall in love again is hard because I've caused damage, but I'm glad you did again.
I almost gave up I must admit and for once I liked the word almost. And love, we aren't perfect but at least tried to be one.
I, Lee Minho, was deeply sorry for all the bad story that I've written on your beautiful book of life.
You were my prologue and I'm sure we'll be together until our epilogue.
Let's look forward to the future while holding hands but not forgetting the past because it made us who we are today.
Thank you for giving the reason and purpose to change.
As long as we're living, we are beauty in the making. I love you, my reason.
Hey Reader! You are beauty in the making.
