Jimin POV~

Have you ever heard of the phrase," Love is like a blossoming flower?!" Well love for any living being is to cherish and share those hard swollen sins. And those miserable feelings felt by a partner, or an impactful feelings that explodes with emotions so hard to described. Love is everything, an anything that connects you and ties you.

The difference, from me and those people are that…I once thought of love as a "masterpiece." That I would center my entire being around. Until, I grew sick of it like kids get sick of new toys. But, this one time, this one masterpiece was my addiction; I adore everything and every single inch about this one. But, that was my mistake...it broke me...it brutally discarded me. Until, I was merely another pawn...that spun around its lovely structure like a fool.

Help me...was what I wanted to cry out...but I was to addicted...

So I, merely let my heart break like glass over and over again. Until, my perfect masterpiece got bored of me...I didn't cry when I heard the echo of my masterpiece foot steps becoming dim. I just sat and stared blankly at my cel