i couldn't breath.
caught in the midst of my throat was solidarity bitterly attacking my insides, eyes caught on the petite frame that stood beside you in a comfortable stance. i had to admit, she was beautiful. despite the lie that dripped from the bitter 'i love you's' falling from your strawberry lips, roses still bloomed from her aura and latched onto the corners of her mouth at every compliment you whispered into her ear.
solely inhaling the same air as you made my stomach tie in knots, my words fabricating silence as my incapability to vocalize my words ran for miles.
my thoughts fiddled with my senses, building a boat that carried away every fiber of poise in my system as my body carried itself to the sailor that deterred me from my walls straight through them.
within moments I felt fire against the palm of my hands, and red littered my vision as tears cascaded down my cheeks, kissing my skin in a frantic mess. you stood before me, stunned before rubbing the red patch of skin decorating your skin. 'jeongguk, i-'
my lips quivered, emotions racking my body like a hurricane as her palms pulled away from yours. confusion washed over her eyes, standing away from you as her beautiful roses wilted right before us, but i couldn't bring myself to care.
'we could've been so much more,' my throat finally let out for the first time since you left. your hands reached for mine, venom crawling its way down to the tips of your fingers, jolting away just as i pulled from your touch. 'please.'
'you don't get to do that.' just days ago we sat at the foot of my bed, hands intertwined together like lilacs before you pulled the roots from the ground and planted the seeds somewhere else. 'fuck you, yoongi.'
recollecting my memories, i could recall the cookies we baked together last month, the taste enwrapping my taste buds with bittersweet love that suddenly began to wilt; and that newfound flavor was suddenly my worst nightmare.
i could recollect late nights of movies and snacks, hours built upon hours never sufficing just how much time i wanted to spend with you; forever. my love was built upon brick walls, and your love was built upon dirt. far too easy to break as you began to spend nights 'working' rather than with me.
'i hate you,' i could recollect mornings i'd wake up to nothing, no acknowledgement until the late hours of the day that i'd chosen to ignore for the sake of us. the sake of me. I couldn't imagine a home deprived of your scent, a time where words between us slowly deteriorated into nothing; but the willingness to submit to you gave me provided me with my fears in return.
i recall the night we spent feet away from each other, tension devouring our beings as your resentment began to find its way onto my tongue, and I swallowed it in a meaningless effort to make you stay and forget i could taste the flavor.
memories of your gummy smile resonated through my brain as you packed your bags and left me alone, and singularity bit at my hands that ached for the presence of your lips pressed against them just the way they were the night before.
i was nothing without you.
and i became even less as you walked away, taking her hand wand walking out of our world into yours with somebody who wasn't me.
