come back
Dear Kim Taehyung, Hello. Jung kook here. I .. I don't know what I'm writing- or as to why I'm writing to you. I just felt like it. I hope that you are well and are taking care of yourself. How is it in California? I heard that it's beautiful over there. Go to the beach for me. Touch the sand. Let the water from the waves touch your feet. Breathe in the air of the sea. Breathe in everything. Okay, now, I know I am no longer rambling. I miss you. I miss you so much. So dearly. You won't read this. It's okay. It was never meant for you to be read. Why? Because now, you are the top of the Samsung company. I'm proud of you for that, I really am. I'm just sad you left. I'm so fucking sad, Taehyung. You don't even know. You won't. You left me. Without a trace. Without a number. Without a note. Without anything. You just...left. I found out because of our friends. They barely knew anything. Jimin only told me where you went and why. I fucking hate you for that. I hate you so fucking goddamn much. But I still love you. You're tearing me apart. I'm depressed, I'm stressed out, I'm a fucking reck, and it's...it's not all your fault. You are part of the reason though. It's mainly because I can't fucking get my shit together. We had so many memories together. We made love so many times. We shared things. We broke down and told each other our deepest darkest secrets . We talked at 3 in the morning about random shit. We did everything together. We trusted each other. You threw that away, and I...I kept it hidden deep, down inside my heart. Now, we are strangers. Strangers who had memories. You haven't contacted me. I haven't tried. I'm too fucking scared to try. It's been a year since you left me. This isn't some suicide note. I don't know what this is. I just know that I really want to see your stupid fucking face again. I miss it. I miss you. Come back. Come back. Come back. Yours Truly, Jeon Jung kook