The moon was in full bloom. The wind was mild and soft spoken. However, nothing could be as mellow and soft as his breath lingering in the air.
"Jimin ah."
"Hmm?" I looked at him
"Dont forget to smile okay?" I smiled.
"Of course. Always."
"Even if im not there anymore."
"Won ah... stop talking like that."
"I will, soon."
"Aish. Stop it. Its already night. "
"Jiminie. Look at me."
I looked at him.
"Promise me that you'll love again."