I was crying all day, Namjoon was knocking at my front door for hours but I didn't open it.
I was so sad, that I don't want to move, I don't want to see anyone, I don't want to eat, I don't want to do anything, I just want to rest.
I want to die, I'm so tired of crying, I'm so tired of thinking, of caring, of hurting, of loving, I'm so tired.
It rained, it was like the weather knows everthing what happened. When I look outside the window, Namjoon is still there sitting in the stairs, soaking wet waiting for me to open the door.
But I already closed the door for you Xiumin.
Are you happy about that, Xiumin?
