The day after he left, we fell apart. It wasn’t something that gradually came but rather, a striking sense of emptiness that swept through us like sudden torrential waves. I cannot speak for others, but the waves had caught me off guard and drowned me alive. It has been a while since I knew how to breathe.
The last I heard, Hoseok and Jimin started a dance school together. Taehyung wrote his feelings on the streets. Namjoon wandered aimlessly and took bus rides from one city to another.
Seokjin-hyung? I would not wish to think of him.
I want to love myself, to set my heart free, to stop the surging sense of hate I feel towards my existence but every time I close my eyes, the ghosts that lurk in the corners of my heart would come out to haunt me. I should not have let him leave. I should not have let him walk home alone. These are just some of the many regrets that burden my shoulders.
I miss him dearly. If there was a way to turn back time, I would give my life to it, if it meant a chance to see him smile for me again.
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