love letters [completed]

january 10, 2018

dear hyunjin,

i didn't end up sending that first letter out when i planned, i got too scared. but i decided, every time i miss you, i'll write a letter to you. and who knows, maybe i'll finally have the guts to send them out.

august 4, 2015

do you remember that date? it was the first day we met. i remember catching a glimpse at you as you ordered coffee, and just you ordering a drink made you look attractive as hell.

i followed you with my eyes, unknowingly to me, until you left and i snapped my head back to reality.

then, i saw you a second time, after leaving the cafe and walking to a cross walk. i stood next to you until we crossed the intersection and i lost sight of you.

and a third time that very same day, i saw you walk into my office building as i was packing up my desk in heavy boxes and i couldn't help but continue to stare. because you had this aura about you that captivated me.

and even a forth time, after packing my belongings in my car i left to go get another cup of coffee so i could stay up late and finish more packing. and there you were, once again, as soon as i walked in. and you smiled at me, and i smiled back.

and i wasn't quite sure if you recognized me from any previous encounters. but i sure remembered you. when my name was called i looked for you, to see if you caught my name. but you were gone. and i grabbed my coffee and walked out knowing i'd never see that cute man i made eye contact with once at the coffee shop.

i walked to the same intersection where i saw you the second time. my headphones were in, blasting sad songs at 6 pm on the streets. and people started to walk forward, and i followed. and i didn't fully pay attention until i left pressure on my left shoulder and i was whipped around violently.

i fell to the ground right on the curb of the pavement. and felt a car speed past me and i looked around me as eyes burned through me. and i looked up at the person crouching near me and it was you, once again.

and i stood up immediately and bowed as far as i could without toppling over, "i'm so sorry! and thank you so much" i remember repeating over and over again. and i stood straight and you smiled that smile that i'll never forget. you pulled me by my sleeve and forced me to sit down on a bench in front of a drug store.

you left, them came back minute later with a small tube of neosporin and a travel sized box of bandaids. i remember you kneeling down in front of me and rubbing the ointment on to my barely scratched knee, following it with a band aide and a smile up at me.

and you mesmerized me, some how. i remember maybe a million apologies and thank yous i poured out to you and you just stood there with your arms crossed and smiling. and you just stared at me, not saying anything until i waved my hand in front of you

"you owe me, how about lunch? tomorrow?" you said randomly out of the blue. and all i could think was 'how could someone be so confident and out of the blue with no filter'

but i just smiled, right? yeah, i just smiled and laughed a little. and i grabbed my phone and handed it to you for you to put down your number. you typed away and handed my phone back and then left without a word

i never got your name then. i looked down at my phone once you left paces in front of me and smiled widely subconsciously. i remember looking back at you peacefully walking away

and it wasn't until you walked away i looked at the number on my phone, "so your names hyunjin" i said to myself. and on the way home i kept repeating your name over and over again

i don't remember what was going through my head then, but somehow i got the courage to text you for a time and place. and so i did

hey,  it's y/n. the girl from the streets.
want to give me a time and place?

hey, it's hyunjin. restaurant? next
to the coffee shop?

sure, 2pm, don't be late ;)

don't plan on it

and for some reason, i remember this part so clearly. but i felt so warm inside, i had butterflies in my stomach and a smile was plastered on my face for the rest of the night until i went to sleep.

cringy, right? i think so. i was already so head over heels for you and i didn't even know your last name. god what would my mom say? i thought back then.

i wonder sometimes. do you say those cute things to every girl you bump to on the streets? i used to tell myself, no, that i was special for some reason. but as time passed after i left, i soon realized i was probably nothing too special to you.

i hope you're loving your girlfriend with as much as you can spill out to her. cause every girl deserves that from their s/o.

sincerely, y/n