To ma lady, Park Bom.

You are so beautiful, my stomach gets butterfly every time I get close to you. Your beauty had always killed my ego. I hate you for that but the crazy thing is, I still love you. You're my obsession. I asked you to come be my lady, you ignored me as if I’m talking to a distant star. I need you my lay, lay, lay, lay, lady but I’m a bad boy, and I don’t deserve a good girl like you. Round and round we go, you gave me signs but never acted on it, you pow-ed me in the head. Singing my blues in the spring, the memories from the past winter reminded me of our promise to be forever with each other because you and I, we know we belong together.

It all made sense, the songs. Subconsciously, he was singing for her. His heart went out for her. It was always her. It never stops. He tried so hard to forget her but now… He came up with a few new songs. For his beloved and for That Son of a who keeps breaking her heart and that part of him where he realises that he kept on saying that, “Baby, I’m Missing You”. Ultimately everything has to come to an End, does it? But the question is, how will it end?