A Man looks down upon his dresser, slowly picking up a picture of the girl of his dreams, he stares at the way each flower was placed so gently in her hair, the way her skin had this glow against the vernal green grass. How her clothes clung to her every perfect curl. Her smile, oh her smile. He adores her smile. He thinks it is better than looking at himself in the mirror. Which is saying a lot.

Oh how he loves this girl.

Yo, just thought I’d let you know
No matter what day of the week it is,
You’re the only girl on my mind c’mon!

 

While looking at his picture, memories all fell into place. They got to know each other so well they were finishing each other’s sentences, and when they did, they would both freeze look at each other, then laugh it away. He loves her laugh. He thinks everything that she is, is perfect. But what did she think of him? He does not know for certain. How many times he wanted to ask, how much he meant to her, but never did. He is prepared for the way he will tell his love. How he will tell her that she was his only life, how he cant think of anyone else. How she whirls around in his mind endlessly, how he wants to make her happy.

Yes, he loves this girl.

When you looked at my eyes, when we said the same things
I really wanted to hug you
How am I? How am I as a guy?
I will care for you more than others – I will be with you
I will only look at you for always
(Nae nuneul bol ttae ttokkachi marhal ttae neol cheongmal anaju-go shipeosseo
Na imanhamyeon eottae? Ni namjaron eottae? Ttan aedeulboda
Neoreurakkyeojul keoya neowah hamkke-hal keoya
Eonjena neohanaman bollae)
 

Two days pass. He still hasn’t said those words. Those very words he has been trying to get out only to be concealed behind his teeth. He had his chance as well, but he did not take it. He was sitting with her, his love, they were out together getting lunch before they had to go work again. Did she love him? He did not know yet again. but she certainly did care. They were inseparable. She will visit him, or he her. They will ‘bump’ into each other while walking to work, even though they know each other’s schedules like a book. When they meet, his eyes glow with a happiness no work can explain, no feeling a poem can write. Then she will leave and his happiness will leave with her. she is his heart and glee. The time they are  together was always.

But not always enough.

Sunday, Monday to Sunday! I see you but I miss you again

Monday, Sunday to Monday! I keep missing you

I want to open my eyes with you every morning

Thank you for being here Monday to Sunday

(Sunday, monday to sunday! Bogo tto bogo shipeo
Monday, sunday to monday! Jakku tto bogo shipeo
Mae-irachimeul nan neowah nuntteu-go shipeo
Ni-ga isseo komawo monday to Sunday)
 

He must say it to her, he must and he will. Now, she will know as soon as he can just, Wake up from this dream he is living. No, he is living no dream but a fantasy of love and adoration. He will do something to make her feel beautiful, to make her feel loved.

Because it needed to be shown.

Now I think it’s time girl oh!
Mon, Tues, Wed, Thurs, Fri, Sat, – as soon as I open my eyes, I think of you
On Sunday morning, we open our eyes together
If we are combined, we would be the perfect collabo
The bravo that I’ll sing for you
(Now i think it’s time girl oh!
Wol, hwah, su, mok, keum, to nun tteumyeon ni saenggakbu-teo
Ilyoirachime-neun neowah hamkke nuntteo
Uri du-reul seoknneundamyeon hwahnsangye collabo neol wiihae bureul bravo)

 

He dosent care who she is to others. He dosent care if she is unliked or unpopular of any sort. She is perfect when she was with him.

Because he loves this woman.

You don’t need to be nice, so what if you’re cold? You’re not like that to me

So I promise you, I will protect you alone

I will only look at you for always

(Marhaet-janha keugeot bwah ni gyeote it-janha nae mameural-janha

Neo-ye-ge eou-llineun saram keurae na yeo-gi it-janha

Ije nan modu ni kkeoya eonjena neohanaman bollae)

Can he love her? Will he love her? He knows his love for her. They are meant for each other, in his eyes. Will she love him? Because now she knows.

I told you, look, I’m next to you, you know my heart
The person who fits well with you, yes, I’m right here
(Marhaet-janha keugeot bwah ni gyeote it-janha nae mameural-janha
Neo-ye-ge eou-llineun saram keurae na yeo-gi it-janha)

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            “Four Years ago, I got this letter, the one I just read.” I start, wiping the tears from my eyes. The emotion and memories of this and what it means just hit me so hard. “it was in the window, so he must of either climbed up the FLAT wall of my house, or snuck into my house. Little creeper.” I make everyone laugh at that comment. Even him, who gives me a cheeky smile as I look at the letter to continue. “You know I always thought he liked this other girl, I don’t know if he actually did for a time, or if he just pretended to get me jealous.” I can feel my hands quiver holding the piece of paper in my hands. “I found it when I came back from work, slipping it from the window. I could hear something, a humming…I remember turning and seeing him, sitting on my bed humming the tune of the song. The one he used in this letter. So he actually DID sneak into my house. I hit him for that don’t worry.” Another laugh from everyone. “He asked me, if I could answer that question. I remember not remembering how to speak. I stood there like a little idiot. No surprise there right? Well I mean, I think we can all honestly answer the question right?” I didn’t even know he was behind me until I felt his arms slide along mine. “Raven Seo has a nice ring to it…huh?” I laugh and he kisses my cheek while everyone cheers and laughs. Who would have known I would be sitting here on my wedding day, repeating the same letter I got 4 years ago today, this same day.”

Everyday Monday to Sunday