With All My Love, Jeon Jungkook

It's been a year since he's left for America to study abroad. I've been waiting for the day he came back to me. I've missed him more than anything, I just wish I knew if he still cared about me. I take my car and drive to the airport to wait for him to get off of the plane. It's obvious that I've missed him a lot since he's left. We video chat every night, we would do everything in our possibility to talk to one another.

Three months ago though, we lost contact and neither of us could talk to one another. I missed the times that I told him that I loved him, and that I missed him. Well today he is coming back, and I was super happy when I found out he was coming back today.

I sat in the chair next to the gate while waiting for him to get off. I put my ear buds in as I wait for him. I keep my eyes out for him, but I never see him. Next thing I know, I hear a loud crash and the entire air port shook as I look out the window to see what was going on. I see a plane crash onto the runway, and I begin to get scared. What if that's Jungkook? What if he was on that plane? I run outside as I see ambulance's show up and evacuate people from the plane. I see them take someone out of the plane, and I break down in tears. It was Jungkook they were taking to the hospital by helicopter. It must be awful.

I rush in my car and follow the ambulance as they lead the way to the hospital. They tell me to get away, so I do as they say, and I stay back far from them. They take Jungkook straight to the operation room, and I didn't know what to think. I didn't know if he was going to survive, if he is dead. The thought of him not being able to lay next to me and be goofy is scaring me sincerely.

About three hours later, the doctor comes in and he sits next to me, "He is in a coma, he is even lucky he is alive. That plane crash nearly killed almost everyone instantly, your boyfriend was the exception. He fought till the end. I'm not sure he'll make it, but I can take you in to see him if you like." I nod my head without hesitation, and he takes me back to the ICU. I am so scared to see Jungkook like this.

We go into his room, and I see that he is attached to many tubes and wires. After the doctor left, all I did was hold Jungkook's hand and cry. I wish I could tell him everything. I wish I could tell him that I loved him one more time. I wish that I didn't ever have to say good bye to him. I wish there was a day where we could kiss one another one more time, but the way it's looking right now, I don't know if he'll make it.

It's about a week later, and I get a phone call from the hospital. I started crying, and I couldn't stop. He was gone. I grab my car keys off of the counter and I drive to the hospital as quickly as I can. I run up to his room to see everything was off of him, and the machines were unplugged. I sit by him in the chair that was next to the bed, and I hold his hand and don't let go. This was the first and last time I will ever experience death in my life because I hate it too much.

I see a bottle of pills on the table where the doctors left them. I check the label, and they are a powerful pain pill. I lay next to Jungkook as I take one after another until I am so dizzy, so confused, the last words I say is, "With all my love I give my life to you, Jeon Jungkook." I fall into a deep deep sleep.