The Night

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He loved you. 

You loved him.

Everything made sense.

He wanted to marry you one day, the day that the music paid for itself.

The music he made for you.

You, his muse, his inspiration, his everything.

You wanted to marry him no matter what, you didn't care if you were broke.

It didn't matter if you were poor.

As long as you had him.

He was you calm to your storm, he got rid of your monsters and the darkness,

He rescued more than he knew.

He was your everything.


Life was good for a while.

The world seemed beautifully wonderful. 

Your darkness had become lighter.

The pain less painful.

Everything was okay.

Sometimes you had to remind yourself that it wasn't a dream.

He wasn't some kind of illusion.

He was here.

You opened your eyes.

Jihoon sat playing piano, slowly nodding his head with the melody.

You smiled.

It was late, you told him.

He stopped and came to you.

His warm embrace filled you with light.

His gentle kiss, sunshine.

You wished you had that effect on him. 

Maybe you did, you hoped so.


You grabbed his hoodie, he rose an eyebrow.

You smiled and grabbed your car keys.

"I love you" he said softly

" I love you more." 


The night was cold.

The wind strong for the city.

You bobbed your head to the heavy beat of the radio.

Gripped the car wheel as you turned the corner. 

It felt so routine.

You knew the path from his apartment to yours so well, you could close your eyes and still get there.

The city lights felt calming, the streets almost empty. 

You loved nights like this.


Suddenly lights came quickly.

The man's wife had just left him, the bottle his only companion.

His vision was messy, he didn't see you.

Until it was too late.


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⏰ Last updated: Jan 03, 2020 ⏰

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