*cough* *cough*

The unbearable sounds that I wished would stop everyday and everynight because I know i'm taking a little few steps to death.

Mom would give me medicine and dad will always comfort me.

But there is no cure in these kind of disease,only love.

Returned love.

Everytime I searched it in google,I felt like I was already f*cked up.
Knowing that some parts of me will slowly bloom eventually.

And I made another mistake,Jungkook.I held his hand when he took away the book I was reading.

Suddenly it wasn't butterflies that I felt on my stomach but the pain of flowers starting to bloom again.

I cursed at myself because I can't seemingly to avoid him.He was always there in sight and I couldn't help but just daydream about him.

*cough* *cough*

"It couldn't be h-happening to me now."

I'm such a stupid girl..