tuesday
6:56 pm
i helped you with your things
when you moved to a new apartment.
it looks pretty decent,
and i'm sure you'll find inner peace here.
i hope you won't leave me.
i hope i'd be able to visit you
whenever i need you.
"taehyung,"
i mumbled, my hands tugged on your shirt.
you hummed as
a response.
"do you consider me as your
best friend?"
i asked you.
you looked at me, smiling.
"i do, sungja.
i already do,"
you answered,
i felt at ease.
"i like you—"
i was stunned with what
i just said.
no, i can't.
"huh?"
you suddenly asked,
confusion filled your face.
"i like your apartment,"
i hope that worked.
i don't like you, kim taehyung.
i don't.
