reconcile || taehyung✔️

아홉

two weeks.

it had been two weeks since i last saw you.

i tried to text you, call— all with no prevail. every time i came to your apartment, you weren't home.

i couldn't live like this. dad mourned to himself. like a lost child, he wandered to your room. he was in there for at least four hours every day, grazing his aging fingers over your cracked window sill.

he still does.

i didn't know how to forgive him, or you for that matter. both of you killed our family.

i had to fix it. if no one could apologize, who would? i took it upon myself to patch the severed relationship.

with package in hand and fresh stamps slapped on, i placed the olive branch in the mailbox.

when it arrived at your house tomorrow, you would come home. if not, then i would visit your house again. all problems could easily be fixed.

it had to be.

i was so sure it would all work out.

it was small.
a slight sting.
a slight sting  pinched my heart.
then it was harder.

bigger.

stronger.

i gasped as my legs collapsed like a house of cards. my shaking hand gripped my shirt collar. the earth's lights suddenly turned off.

my mouth begged for air. the streets were empty. i pleaded to god,

"please, please, please. don't let me end like this."

but it was so painfully simple.

because i never woke up.