I'm not sure what I feel anymore because I feel almost nothing. But, the first thing I think about when I wake up it's still you. The last person I think of until I fall asleep is still you. It must mean something.
I don't know how much I miss you. I just know I do. If we were meant to be together, I just hope we came from the same place, then maybe the separation wouldn't feel so great. I want to meet you again In my next lifetime. Every night, I'd pray that we'd meet in a much simpler circumstance. Perhaps we can be childhood friends, then we grow up to marry each other... Or perhaps we'll just stay as best friends, because that way, I'd never lose you again.
Oppa.
Don't walk away.
Come back.
I'm here.
Where are you going?
Turn back oppa.
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