It has been 7months since I lost him , but it still feels like yesterday . I haven't shed a single tear at first , still not believing that he's gone , even tho I saw his lifeless body lying in a pool of blood , it wasn't until his funeral , when Mrs.Park approached me looking 10 years older all of a sudden -probably because of all the cying- and handed me a blue jewelry box " he was going to give this to you on your 3rd year anniversary , it belonged to my great grandma and he was supposed to pass it to his wife, he said that you'll love it even more since the box is blue , your favorite color , " she stopped to catch her breath and struggled to hold back the tears threatening to fall from her sad eyes "take it , it's yours now" she said with a sad smile . since I didn't move and kept staring at the box , she handed it to me and gave me a huge hug before leaving .

I opened the box and found a beautiful ring inside of it that had 'time has a wonderful way of showing us what really matters' crave on it in small letters . and that's when I lost it , tears wouldn't stop falling out of my eyes even after days of his death  .

Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months but the pain just wouldn't go away , and the fdact that the police still had no clue who the criminal who killed him was didn't help at all . I couldn't leave my room for weeks until Jimin and Chanyeol took parts in taking me out to help me get over him , funny since they obviously still haven