ParkAaimin
Dear love,
I don't know if you'll ever read this. Maybe you'll walk past the bench without noticing the book I left. Or maybe you'll find it years from now, when everything has changed too much to fix.
But I'm writing this for the version of you that once smiled at me in a Paris hallway with ink on your nose and coffee in your hands. For the girl who lit up hospital corridors just by existing. For the woman I never had the courage to love out loud.
I don't think I was made for confessions. I wore silence like a second skin, hoping you'd understand all the things I never said. But I realize now that love needs words, not just quiet longing.
I was your best friend, and yet I never told you how my heart stumbled every time you laughed. I kept it hidden. I thought I had time. I thought you'd always be beside me, unaware, but still mine in a way no one else could claim.
Then one day, you weren't.
You looked beautiful that day. But not happy.
You deserved wild love. The kind that shakes the soul. The kind I carried for you in silence, like a secret too fragile for daylight.
But I gave you nothing. Not when it counted. Not even when you asked without asking.
And now, when I think of us, all I see are the places I failed you.
I stayed quiet when I should've spoken.
I walked away when I should've stayed.
I gave you distance when all you needed was closeness.
I denied feelings that could've saved us.
I watched others get closer to you and did nothing.
I let time convince me there would always be more of it.
I thought friendship was enough to keep you.
But it wasn't.
And those were My Seven Ways To Lose A Love.
Always yours,
...Kim Seokjin.
── ᯓᡣ𐭩 ──
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