last night, i held hands. last night, i danced. last night, i enjoyed. last night, i had fun. but last night, i saw that you were having fun too ㅡ with her.

it hurts me when we speak but it kills me when we don't.

is it still possible for your cold heart to beat throughout this warm night?

you casually talked to me earlier. it was a fresh feeling for me. you wouldn't talk to me like that whenever i pass by you but you initiated the short conversation, earlier. i wasn't used to you being casual to me so sorry for being awkward. last time i was that awkward was when i confessed to you. i hope that the more i remember it, the more you forget it.

i am not afraid of anything because you were there. i am ready to fly.

involving myself with you, i regret. being seatmates with you, i regret. being close with you, i regret. do you know what i regret most? still having these feelings for you when it should've been gone already, the day you hurt me.

unrequited love is the most sincere but also the most painful to endure.

fake people everywhere.

you in three words: insensitive, immature, fake.

bogoshipda, bogoshitka.