The Story of You and Me

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Minseok couldn't love. Or at least, that's what he thought. How can someone love another when they don't love themselves? How can someone love another when they don't know what love is, how it felt like to love? Perhaps he was in love then, but didn't recognize the feeling as love. Love was a mystery to Minseok.

Foreword

This is my side of the story. 

Although it's real life, I did have to change some things in order to make everything work, but this is mostly a true story. 

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CrownClownCole #2
Chapter 1: [/Part2/] "Chanyeol" is still just a friend and everyone I know that I told about you, hates you. I could never hate you though. I hate that you're always on my mind but I can't hate you. I still have that picture of my name and the screenshot of your confession that day in summer. I lost my phone where I had more of your sticky notes and our names and it's upsetting.
I didn't know you and "Baekhyun" would have gotten together, last time I talked to them; I got a panic attack and cried to River as it increased. Whenever I get attacks, I think of us and it worsens. River had told me that "baekhyun" told them about me which is strange to me. I hope "Baekhyun" is doing well. I miss her but it's better that I don't talk to her.
Nowadays, I've been getting "better" as my therapist says. But I don't think I could tell her how much I think of you and the pain I feel.
Recently, I bought a poem book. And most, if not all, remind me of you and let myself sink into this world of words and pictures.
Lastly, I will always have you on my mind. I will always think back to us, the poem, ink, and books.
I'm sorry and I love you.
CrownClownCole #3
Chapter 1: [/Part 1/] Strangely enough, I read this because the title was similar to mine. And the first sentence just clicked everything in my mind as I pulled up my side of the story. I read them both and I tried not to cry. But I read through it while shedding two tears on spot and then going into the bathroom and trying to calm down from my attack. I've put on the facade of "I'm over it" to everyone but it seems to me like everyday I think of you. And worst enough, Sundays. I always stare at my phone on Sundays and think. The ty thing is, I've let it suppress mostly everything so when I read this, it just hurt more that I forgot about it. And I'm sorry that in mine, you were more on the "careless side" as "Kyungsoo" told me that you were heartless. Of course, a broken hearted teen would take this seriously as I did. I remember one day you telling me you made me something, maybe that was the letter. I still have the jar. It still has everything I wrote in it. And I cried going through it. I wanted to continue writing the sweet nothings but I don't think I ever got your address. I wanted to ask "Jongdae" for their address so I could send it and have them give it to you but I didn't want to seem so stuck as they and I are friends. I'm still stuck on you, it's suffocating that I can't let you go.
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