It’s late, I need to sleep and I already counted all the sheep in my head

In order to fall asleep somehow, I showered again

I keep drawing your face out on the ceiling and when I close my eyes,

A book with the story of our ended love opens

Yoseob cannot stays still. He lays on the bead for an hour but his eyes still widely open. He does not know why. He can’t sleep. Her face is all around the ceiling. Yoseob sighed. He woke up. He opens the dim lamp on the living room. He brews a coffee. With hope he can sleep. It’s already 2 am in the morning. He opens a notebook. He flips the page by page.

A video replay in Yoseob’s mind. Picture of a happy couple on couch that he sits right now. The same taste of coffee that they tasted together. The same book that they wrote about their memories. The laugh that they shared together. Cuddling on the couch. Everything looks fine. The same situation but the difference is Yoseob is alone right now. This moment. This time. 

                ‘Kring kring’ the sudden phone ringing shocked him. Yoseob come back into reality. He put back the notebook.

                “Gabesayo?” a nice soothing voice at the phone. Yoseob’s heart skipped a beat.

                “Gabesayo.” Yoseob reply a word. He waits the voice to say something.

                “Is that Yoseob-shii?” Yoseob stay silent for a few minutes.

                “Yoseob-shii?” the girl asked again.

                “Ne. Speaking. Waeyo?” said Yoseob with a soft voice ever.

                “Is Junhyung oppa at home?”