I love you.
honestly, what was so hard about those three words that i couldn't say them to yoongi?
ever since i left, that was the question that plagued my mind. my biggest regret was not telling him how i felt before i left.
we somehow lost contact after i got to new york. i guess he changed his number but that moment at the airport was the last time we ever spoke to each other.
if i could turn back the hands of time, i would have told yoongi that i loved him. that i loved him so much my heart hurt.
that i loved every single thing about him. how he always wore dark clothes. how his fingers glided gracefully over the piano. how his place was always scattered with papers covered with scribbles of music.
how he spoke in that low raspy voice. how he always had a cup of coffee to his lips. how his lips curled up in that beautiful gummy smile. how he always smelled of citrus and mint.
how he always spoke passionately about music. how his face lit up when he did. how he always asked me how i was feeling. how he was caring in that passive manner of his.
god, i loved him so much. i just wished i had let him know that before i disappeared from his life.
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