LOST BOY.

|thirty one

as i felt my bed slightly dip down, i sighed.

"jiminie?"

"what?"

i rolled over, facing him.

"can we just talk for a minute? i promise it won't be like last time." he looked down.

despite wanting to decline, i knew it was probably the best thing right now.

"okay."

he stayed quiet for a couple seconds before looking up at me again.

"was i ever really anything to you? or was i just yoongi's replacement from the start?" his eyes looked so sad.

"you've always been important to me, jungkook."

a bittersweet smile came to his lips.

"why did we end up like this?"

"you could be happy, jungkook. true happiness is something you will never attain while being with me and that's all i've ever wanted for you." my hand reached out and held his.

a tear silently raced down his cheek.

"see, you're not happy." i wiped away some more starting fall with my thumb.

he looked so weak laying next to me.

it was a painful sight.

"do you love him again?"

"i'm not sure if i ever actually stopped."

jungkook gave a small nod.

he took my hand and placed it over his chest.

"my heart is beating so fast just laying next to you, even though i know it's over." it was unsteadily racing.

i bit the inside of my cheek, not knowing exactly how to reply.

"can-"

he had to stop and inhale a deep breath before he continued.

"can we please just lay like nothing changed for one last time?"

i scooted closer to him, letting our legs entangle.

my arms wrapped around his waist, while his wrapped around my shoulder.

i rested my head on his chest, just as we used to.

it may not be the most usual kind of closure, but it was definitely closure.

we both knew as soon as the sun raised, it would be over.

three years gone the second the horizon came.

as soon as the light of dawn peered into our windows was the moment we were through.

but for now, we we're going to hold on to the moonlight.

because in the darkness, we found each other.

yet, in the light, we knew i'd never work.