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I see you, I see you daily.
Explain to me why? Why do you make me feel like this?
What makes you special, Taeyong. I do not understand. I don't understand what it is, but I know there is something.
Maybe it's the way you dress, maybe it's how you walk, how you react or how you laugh.
What you think, what you dream. Maybe it is everything, maybe nothing.
But something is there, something is there that makes my heart race, that makes me feel alive, that makes me smile heartily.
Why was it you?
I don't know Taeyong, I don't know. The only thing I know is that only you free me from the loneliness of the nights, only you make me be myself.
Only you make me live, and that is your greatest charm.
You walked through the study door and you smiled at me. "I brought you a coffee." How much I love that voice, your voice.
"Thanks." I received the coffee in my hands.
"Ice americano, how you like it." You handed me a small bag and I looked at you curious. "They are cookies, you must feed yourself." You looked at me with such bright eyes, how much I bless that day and I appreciate having swallowed my pride to mention that "Would you like to go out in the afternoon?" And I am even happier that you had responded with that "yes" outlining that smile that I miss so much.
Because no, I don't see you every day.
I saw you.
I wish I could bring you back to life, Taeyong.
I'll love you all this life and next if necessary.
—Jung YoonOh.