"Jungkook, no. Stop, I can't do this anymore. We're done."
Tears. Sadness. My broken heart. I leave him standing there upset, angry.
Goodbye jungkook.
I've always been independent. On my own. I enjoyed being by myself, in my own comfort. Until he came into my life. Then I wanted him to hold me, someone I could steal hoodies from and wear. Someone who would stay with me until we're old. Someone who would still have the feelings of a young love. Someone to hold my hand when we walked, someone who will be good to me. Someone to be there for me when I'm down, someone who wouldn't argue over the little things.
But I was wrong about him, he was nothing like that. Maybe at the beginning, i wish he would disappear.
And no it's not Jungkook I'm talking about.
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FanfictionHe's changing to receive love, he keeps fighting against himself to be someone he's not. He won't be himself, he wants to be perfect. How am I supposed to love him if my love isn't good enough for him? How am I suppose to stay and fight when he does...
