Find My Way Home
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Thanks to Lucifer_is_my_angel, I've decided to write this in Jjong's P.O.V (:
It's technically the same story, just from Jjong's P.O.V.
Hope you like it, and as usual, leave me comments! :D
I stare at the ceiling,
Seeing your face stare back at me.
I know there are only 5 more minutes
Till my alarm goes off and I have to get up.
I haven’t slept all night,
I haven’t been sleeping well this past 10 years.
I just stay up all night,
Replaying our happy memories in my head.
I know I need to get to work soon.
I got up and got dressed,
Turning on the music somewhere in between.
“Cause moving on,
With you gone,
Still upsets me.”
I sing along
To one of our favorite songs.
Is it still one of your favorite songs?
Why did you leave me?
I know you feel guilty,
But why did you leave me?
We could have talked it out,
We could have moved past things.
Why did you change your number?
Do you really find it do hard
To let me get you back?
Do you really want to
Get as far away from me as possible?
…Do you really not want me back?
What was so good about him that
You cheated on me with him?
Was it because he’s rich?
Was it because he’s better looking?
…or maybe I’m just not good enough?
Why did you do it in our apartment?
So that I can find you?
So that you can hurt me more when
I see it with my own eyes?
I tried,
I tried getting over you.
I tried to be with other people,
But I only had you in my mind.
Even though you’ve left,
It felt like I was cheating on you.
…and lying to myself.
(that I could ever find someone else)
Of course I couldn’t get over you.
I felt like I haven’t lived at all the past ten years.
Why did you leave me?
I remember your face,
Your lips, your eyes, your every curve.
I remember the moment I walked in on you.
That look of shock on your face,
The look in your eyes as you registered what you’ve done.
I remember running out.
I remember feeling the world crumble and fall around me.
I remember returning only to find you gone.
“I’m breaking at the cracks,
Everything goes black.”
I am almost out the door,
Heading for work,
When I stop and look at the calendar.
23rd September.
23rd September.
Today is 23rd September.
I run out the door,
But not to work.
Work can wait.
You cannot.
I couldn’t drive fast enough;
It felt like everything was pulling me back,
Pulling me away from you.
It seems so far away,
The roads seem so endless.
I couldn’t seem to get there,
I couldn’t seem to get to you.
The familiar place slowly came into view.
I barely parked the car before running.
I’m running,
Again.
This time I’m running to you,
Not away from you.
I will never run away from you again.
I’m running home,
I’m coming home,
Are you there?
“Kibum?”
I call out.
Kibum, Kibum, Kibum.
I’m coming.
I don’t care what you did,
Because I remember.
I remember the good times we had, too.
The way you kissed me like there was no tomorrow.
The way you reserve that special smile only for me.
The way you understand me like the back of your hand.
I know I’m nothing without you.
“Kibum.”
Kibum, Kibum, Kibum.
Where are you?
I spot you, finally.
I run and in no time,
I’m holding you in my arms again.
I settle my head in the crook of your neck,
Just where I know it would fit perfectly.
It’s the way we are.
Our bodies and souls fit together
Like jigsaw pieces,
So perfectly that you’ll
Barely see the gaps in between.
I breathe in your scent
And let it invade my lungs.
I’ve missed this,
So so much.
“Are you sure?”
You ask me.
Am I sure?
Yes.
I’ve never been so sure.
I spin you around to face me
And slam my lips onto yours
Your fingers are in my hair
And my hands tracing your every curve.
It’s been ten years,
But I haven’t forgotten how you feel like.
Just proves…
You’ll never forget your way back home.
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