You don't understand how people can say mean things so easily- how it flows out of their mouth effortlessly as if it wasn't poison- when someone could have spent years learning to love themselves. They say something and take you back to square one. With a few words and a simple gesture, all you've been trying to protect yourself is destroyed within the blink of an eye.

You ponder this to yourself one night as you gaze upon the star-filled night in Daegu. You wonder why you can't love yourself. And you wonder even more when you come in terms of the bitter truth that it has always been you. No one else has been afraid of you other than yourself.

You are beloved by everyone else, so why couldn't you do the same with yourself?

Was it because of what happened a few years ago, with the boy named Min Yoongi?

You stood up abruptly, having remembered something. At first you were just walking, taking every step deliberately but then in a few seconds, you were running, sprinting, chasing the dancing wind. 

No one else is here right now. You're all alone, on top of the same hill you tried killing yourself with a few years ago. Your lungs are having a hard time keeping up with your messy yet rhythmic pace. Your heart is racing, willing you to stop.

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