in the chilly autumn breeze
on the rusty old park bench,
i sit and reminisce.
your old Walkman and the songs about rain,
dried persimmons and your love for them,
the four line poems in your journal
and sketches of the sky,
your words of love and the warmth of your voice,
just every little thing about you
is engraved deeply in this heart of mine.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Rain [yoonmin]
Fanfic"If I were the Rain, would you stop resenting it?" When life's unfair we hold onto those who love us and those we love. Even though everything hurts, there's one safe place Jimin looks for. Sometimes home is a person. Yoongi is Jimin's home. And J...
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