Breakdown

The Final

-Byun Baekhyun-

I knew everyone said it wasn't my fault, but deep in my heart, it felt like it is.

Sitting next to her felt different now. My clothes were dark and depressing almost as if representing the feeling in my heart. A tear betrayed when it slide down my face leaving a trail of wetness on my cheek.

The stone felt cold in my hand. I traced the carvings on the stone like I was holding her cheek with my fingers. I missed her warmth. I missed her glare. Heck, I missed her whole.

I felt the stares of the few people present. I knew they felt like I was putting her death as my fault and honestly, i am. Her death is partially my fault. If I didn't pursue my love for her, she would have accepted the crazy prince demon's confession and all would be well. She'll still be breathing.

Night came but never was I gone. I'll never leave her. She's all I got.

4 weeks came and went but that didn't stop me from staying beside her. Eating, drinking and any of those works had been neglected. None mattered to me. I don't deserve to have any of those. I don't deserve anything.