As I watch on the sidelines how you love him, I took the shattered pieces of my self. Like puzzle pieces I've lost but slowly found.
Every 'Sorry I couldn't make it home.' The pain becomes music.
Every 'Im sorry I couldnt make it. Maybe next time.' Another Lyric graced the blank pages.
Every ' I'd make it up to you.' Another step is added to a beautiful dance piece.
Every word that continue to lance my heart became battle scars that remind me to fight everyday. For me.
To immune myself to the hurt, this emotional turmoils and agony. Less and less i missed you, more and more its easier to let you go, by and by i get to live with it.
A sword blunt by the many wars have to be burnt, melted, forged to be sharp again.
Much like people. The harder the pain the more beautiful the outcome.
With the familiar moves that flow with my body. With the melody only I can hear.
I breath out the sorrow. And when i started to really breath again I wrote down the most honest I have ever written.
To my catalyst towards change,
A cold stare
Hide me
It was a complete reversal
I fell down to get that many stars
I'm the one who targets those thousands of brilliant arrows
You've shown me I have reasons
I should love myself
Give me my breath
The me of yesterday, the me of today, the me of tomorrow
(I'm learning how to love myself)
Every last one of them is me
Maybe there's no answer
Maybe this isn't the answer either
You know, even if you love me
I needed someone's permission
I'm still looking for my own
But I don't want to die anymore
The sad me
The sick me
The more beautiful
Yeah, that beauty
I know
The way to my love
The most necessary thing
What you're doing right now
Actions for me
An attitude toward me
It's the happiness for me
I'll show you what I've got
I'm not afraid. It's my thing
Love myself
From the beginning
To the end
There's only one answer
Why don't you keep trying to hide it?
Every scar I made was my zodiac sign
You've shown me I have reasons
I should love myself
Give me my breath
Still in me
I'm clumsy, but...
You've shown me I have reasons
I should love myself
Give me my breath
The me of yesterday, the me of today, the me of tomorrow
(I'm learning how to love myself)
Every last one of them is me
Letting you go,
Park Jimin.
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Beautiful Pain
Fan FiktionJimin had loved his bestfriend, Jungkook, since highschool but Jungkook is in love with Taehyung. When Teahyung had left Jungkook to persue his study abroad the latter was devastated. And Jimin was there to help him stand back up again. Jimin hoped...
