✓ dirty dancing｜park jimin

sway

sway: verb
move rhythmically backwards and forward or from side to side.

6 am

After the eventful night I had, I sat and cried, cried till I could cry no more.

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But then I got up and did what I did best, I put on some music and cleared some space in the living room. Swaying to the tune, as the soft light of the sunrise crept through the windows, I sang along to the song.

'I can do what I want,
I'm in complete control'

I twirled, freeing myself of my thoughts with each spin.

'I got a mind of my own,
I'll be all right alone,
Don't need anybody else'

My robe trailed behind me, following my movements.

'No more being a fool for you'

But it was your fault too, Rose.

'Damn your eyes,
For taking my breath away,
For making me want to stay'

For reciprocating each kiss and touch of his.

My fingers lightly felt my lips. Lips that once felt his.

'For making me fall in love again'

My eyes closed, body moving with its own mind, while I sang the song with pure emotion. The movement in each step, portraying my sentiments.

I forgave you, Jimin. You didn't have to walk out on me again.

Checking the time, I got ready for class. Applying concealer liberally over my dark circles, I looked at my reflection.

'Pathetic.'

My father's words ringing in my ears.

Maybe if I had a better father, a male role model, I would've known right from wrong when it came to men.

But unfortunately, you don't get everything in life handed to you on a silver platter, you don't get a platter at all. Some things are meant to be learnt the hard way, it's the only way it'll stick with you, the only way you won't make the same mistake twice.

Yet here I am, following the same path of men that my father belonged to.

Sighing as I stepped out into the cold morning air, I sulkily made my way towards the academy.

I walked into the studio only to find someone already there.

Who could be here this early?

I looked down at the ground as I walked through the doors.

Please don't be Jimin, I don't think I can handle it.

'I knew I'd catch you alone if I came early.', a man's voice spoke.

Oh fuck.

au. n.- the music was synced with what i wrote! it was slightly hard to do but i hope that you read the lyrics the same time the music played.