.so far
Missing you...is a form of love.
Between the words I closed my eyes. with me refusing to open my eyes
Will these two words make any difference to me?
I knew it was dark outside and the sky was once golden yellow.
Right now, the black color has probably swallowed up the sky and turned it into a sea of stars.
I really don't know. Where is he? Are you well? What are you doing?
nostalgia for the past If it hasn't passed, he's still here. I'm still here.
In some place There's no me there, just like there's no him here...
And it won't last forever...
A slight loneliness from a part of me that I have known for a long time.
Until it is almost an indispensable part of life.
A fleeting moment made me turn the steering wheel back to where it had started.
The place where the shells still shout out the echo of our promise
The darkness made everything seem doubly lonelier, probably because of the cool breeze. of October Or is it the melancholy characteristic of spring?
Memories still flashed throughout the entire route and it was frightening.
All the while there was someone else traveling along the same path.
People of happiness and suffering
Will it stop when he smiles or cries?
The singing voice sounded like the nightly howling of children.
Those who don't know how to sleep, I still remember them well.
I miss it
And because of that or not, my path still circles back to the same place.
All the time, circulating in the path that 'used to have' but never will.
red sports car Running through the darkness and the wind
It runs through everything but is running into the vortex of the past.
It's normal that cars can't access the sandy beach..
It's a pity, this car will never understand the softness of the sand.
But even then, the thin young man didn't think he'd be interested in anything.
In addition to sighing softly as he looked at the digital clock on the car.
Yesterday it was gone.
A man who stepped out of a luxury car with a handkerchief carefully wrapped in a blue shell..
A clean, white handkerchief is a good indicator of this beautiful shell color. How well is it taken care of?
The polished leather shoes did not match the atmosphere of the fine colored sand.
His slacks were tightly slit, barely wrinkled, and his brown coat looked too formal.
The only thing that might make him look somewhat suitable for being at sea.
It must have been a weary face and eyes that stretched out towards the deep blue horizon.
His small arms undid the straps of his coffee-colored coat, revealing a white shirt underneath.
His buttons were unbuttoned and he wanted to release what he was carrying.
Away from expectations
Gradually, fine leather shoes Slowly released...
Including a pile of socks that were left in a beautiful car.
A pair of tiny feet now appeared in front of their owner's eyes.
'Your feet are small...they're like a girl's feet.'
But...not daring to step out anywhere.
The sea breeze scattered my once well-styled hair.
He concealed his sweet face under sunglasses that were slowly being pulled away by almost half.
The sound of a bell ringing floats by...that's right.
Let's go have a few drinks.
A pair of bare little feet spun out and walked in the opposite direction.
The little shack looked ready to be blown away if the wind was just a little stronger.
An old man sits staring into the distance. This shop is still open for business.
Even though it's too lonely to put into words
The soju was quietly poured...he remained silent.
Until I almost got used to it.
Many times since that day He's alone.
alone
Laughing alone
Crying alone
I miss one person.
Every smile that pops up in memories mixed with alcohol
It was enough to make me not want to open my eyes and see the pain.
Dreams make you happier, I don't know how many times.
In the deepest part
'I love you, Jungkookie.'
I love you so much...Jimin.
Our love is like footprints in the sand.
And I...can't find it.
Glass after glass of clear water was poured down the throat.
With some hope in my heart that everything would disappear
The pain hurts every time I think about it.
But another part of Jungkook just hoped that this clear liquid was extremely poisonous.
Will awaken all his love and memories.
From the deepest part of your heart, wake up the face of the person you love the most, as if everything just happened yesterday.
No matter how long, memories still follow me.
Even though I can't see Floating, unable to touch
But in essence our love ...He believes it's still there.
Even though it's very far away
Even though it's intangible
Sitting there with tears flowing for hours
He decided to say goodbye to the old shop owner and paid for two bottles of soju.
Then he staggered and threw himself on the sand..
'Jimin, what are you doing?'
'Listen'
'Is this a sea shell?'
'You are like this, please listen.'
Even though Jungkook had a half-convincing, half-disbelieving face, he held up a blue, seemingly nothing-looking shell to his ear. Words that make your eyes mischievous Met the gentle eyes that looked down sweetly
'Don't make me love you any more'
Words mixed with the music of the wind
I know I'm smiling...a smile that's filled with tears.
So blurry that you can't see anything.
Love is still beautiful even after it has passed and there is no turning back.
Somewhere our memories are hiding
That place means a single grain of sand.
Amidst the greatness of the sea
film of memories Still rewinding every day without getting tired.
white handkerchief ...is unfolded to reveal the colors that were once in memory.
Reflecting the truth of time, small chips that are hardly noticeable.
Only the person who threw it on the ground would recognize the mark.
The blue shell he could only lift to his thin lips.
Some words that never express a final request
Our story is about to be deposited into the sea.
Whispering with the sky and the wind
Two small hands dug a hole that was not large in size.
Then he carefully placed a shell containing words for his heart.
before digging a hole and burying it
I ..miss you so much.
end.