better; kim junkyu

two

"mistakes we're meant to make 'em"

By the way she looked at me I could still see the glimpse of hope in her eyes. I could almost ready
her like a book. I could see her sadness and her happiness.

Unfortunately I was the source of both. I was the one she's the happiest with, also the one who made her the saddest.

"why" was all she could get out. All I did was look at her, then look down. I couldn't stand the sight of the girl I loved, being so hurt because of me anymore. "could you at least look at me" she pleaded.

I looked up from the floor, took a step forward and grabbed her hand. She smiled at me, through her eyes I could see that she was genuinely happy. I've always wondered how just the touch of me make her change so quickly.

I hated that I had such an effect on her, but it was the only thing that held us together. At least that's what I thought.

"Mistakes" she paused. "Mistakes we are meant to make them" she spoke as he wiped the tear that left my right eye. I couldn't deal with this anymore, I took my hand out of hers and left. I just left.

I don't know why I am the way I am.