before I met you, life was stuffy and daunting. I was on a path of recovery from my eating disorder and I had things sorted.

I had a bearable job, an apartment I could afford and even though I had no family or friends- I was getting by fine. I was used to people leaving me and the last people to leave me were my immediate family. my mum, my dad and my older brother.

we don't want a kid with flaws- is what they said when leaving me at an eating disorder clinic.

so I was alone. I had no one. but god decided to bless me by making me meet you in the park.

it didn't have to become something more than just a stranger giving a brisk stranger coffee. but I believe fate made me meet you on purpose, for us to become more.

you listened to my story, understood and made sure I knew I had someone there not to judge me. you helped me Yoongi, by accepting my past, listening to me and sharing my emotions. you made sure I didn't go back to my past. so maybe I shouldn't hate you.

but you could've stayed. you said awful things and left.

almost like I never mattered to you.