It's been 11 months, fucking eleven months. Min Yoongi
I've gone out for the first time in 11 months, I saw you.. a several times.
Do you miss me?
Scars around me wrist aren't fading, new ones are coming. Bleeding.
Do you care?
Are you proud of me?
I felt your arm around me, you love me right Yoongi?
A/N: I kinda want to write a new book but idk since i suck at writing those scenario's. like these sorts are much easier. wdyt?