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JUNGKOOK POV

It's been three months since me and Taehyung broke up.

My life has been anything but great since then. No matter how hard I try to move on, every single thing seems to morph into a memory that me and Taehyung had shared.

Last time we broke up I would beat myself up over it because it was my fault. I fell into a deep depression in the middle of our relationship. My mind got fogged with sadness and sometimes the fog was too thick to even see the sunshine of my life. I missed dates, anniversaries everything. But Taehyung put up with it. He put up with it until the moment he saw me with another guy. Of course, I didn't actually do it on purpose, my drink got spiked while I was a night club that night, probably got confused and thought the guy was Tae. But of course, Taehyung didn't know that and before I could explain he blocked all sources of contact.

From then on, my depression got worse. Seeing Taehyung with different partners, while I was sitting in my house feeling sorry for myself.

But deep down I knew I needed to change if I was ever going to get Taehyung back, so I got help. For once in my life I decided to get help. I had never noticed how bad I had gotten until I lost the light of my life.

I became healthy once again. I found happiness in the smallest things just as I did before all this started.

I was me again. Well half of me. I can't be full when I don't have my other half.

When me and Taehyung ran into each other at Walmart, I thought god had finally answered my prayers, and then once he texted me asking me to date him again I couldn't believe my luck. I was jumping out of my skin when he asked. Another chance with my Taehyungie? Yes please.

But now he's broken it off... again. I'm almost certain I'm not the one for him, but how can I love anyone else if my heart is taken by one guy. A guy who will probably never love me again.

I sigh at my lonely thoughts, knowing that if I keep this up my depression will come bounding back, stronger than before.

I can't stay locked up in this gloomy house, I need to get out.

For three months I haven't gone out. I haven't eaten for two days. My fridge is completely empty except for the occasional crumb that had been separated from the rest of the food.

I get dressed, fix up my appearance and give myself one good look in the mirror before grabbing my wallet and heading out of my dorm. I decided grocery shopping is the way to go. I couldn't stand starving myself for any longer.














So uh WE HIT 5K WOT! I can't believe people are actually reading this lmaoAnd thank you for all the comments I've been getting! I read every single one of them and I try to answer to as many as I can 💜

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So uh WE HIT 5K WOT! I can't believe people are actually reading this lmao
And thank you for all the comments I've been getting! I read every single one of them and I try to answer to as many as I can 💜

Love you guys~

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