THE QUIET.

|sixty nine

"are you sure you still want to do this?"

"yes."

"alright."

"are you sure?"

"no, but i trust you and if this is what you want then i'm okay with it."

"thank you."

we held hands, slowly walking on the dark streets of busan, both with filled backpacks.

maybe this town just wasn't for us.

maybe it never has been.

we both needed something more than this place.

we were headed towards seoul.

we were headed towards our dreams.

there's a lot of entertainment companies there.

maybe we could live out those little day dreams about singing.

maybe we could do so together.

it was dark and silent.

it was hopeless, yet we were filled with hope.

but the quiet bothered me.

i wanted to scream.

even with him here, the nothingness in the air reminded me of you.

but then again, it didn't have to be silent.

"jungkook?"

"yeah?"

"i love you."

as they say,

anything hurts less than the quiet.