there you stood.
your soft, pink hair was swaying with the wind.
the sun was shining on your face.
you smiled,
but all i did was cry
because you hurt me.
i'm sorry for not being good enough.
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lover ☆ c.bg + c.yj
Poetry↳ "the feeling of being curled up in your arms with our fingers intertwined and the soft feel of you breath on my neck can never be put into words." beomgyu's pov. (contains angst)
- eight
there you stood.
your soft, pink hair was swaying with the wind.
the sun was shining on your face.
you smiled,
but all i did was cry
because you hurt me.
i'm sorry for not being good enough.
