We were reckless.
How did we get from kissing to you pinning me to the wall to us both on the floor in a tangle of limbs?
We made an explosion that day, Park Jimin.
And now, we are suffering the consequences of it.
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I couldn't find the blue hoodie.
It wasn't where it normally was.
Where was it?
I wanted to see you again.
I want to see you again.
I wanted to touch you again.
I want to touch you again.
I ransacked my own closet to find the hoodie. To find the only way to get to you.
I finally asked my mom if she knew where it was.
She said she'd put it in the donation bags for the store when I'd gotten into the hospital.
"It was too big for you, honey," she told me reasonably.
I blew up. I overreacted.
"You should've asked me!" I yelled at her. "You have no idea what you've done! How could you?"
My mother stared at me in shock.
I ran to my room and slammed the door shut and threw myself on the bed.
I had lost hope to see you again.
I longed for you.
Because only you could make me feel.
Only you could bring me back to this world and make me feel.
Am I being too cheesy?
I still didn't know too much about you, but every time I saw you I felt a connection no matter how short the time together and no matter the few times I'd met you. And when I left, you left me thirsting for more, Park Jimin.
