𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐄, park jimin ✓

| and I realize |

But like the coward

I was, I did not come and rescue you,

as you do to me.

I stayed outside the mirror, 

watching you continue your pushups,

long after the instructor had gone,

more tears streaming down my face

then yours.

I crawled inside the room later,

oh Jimin,

please stop doing this to yourself.

You did not so much as glance at me,

your arms shaking with the pressure

and I begged you to stop.

Trying to seem lighthearted,

I offered you a slice of that

stupid cake I had brought for you,

because I knew it was your favorite.

You shoved the cake out of my hands,

screaming at me suddenly,

screaming that you couldn't eat that anymore,

screaming that I should know that,

screaming that if I truly cared about you,

I would know better then to  offer you fat.

I sat stunned,

your heavy breathing,

the only sound in the room.

My voice cracked when I whispered,

that I was only

trying to help, and your eyes

filled with regret and pulled be into

your broken embrace.

I should have been the one holding you that night.