A month passed and we were happy.

I loved you with all my heart and I know you loved me back.

It was my first time feeling this way.

I felt confident in what we had.

Until I wasn't.

Your coffee is trash.

My dog was in the fucking vet about to die but that was all you cared about.

Your stupid coffee.

And when I cried the next day because my dog was doing worst, you just told me to focus on other stuff.

I think that was the first time you showed to me your real face.

Or maybe the second.

I didn't count them because I really wanted this to work.

But that was the first time I didn't love you.

Then my dog died.

I can't remember if you cared.

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