I live for the way you smile.
The way you laugh, the way you look.
I love the way you laugh at how stupid I am and how foolish I can act.
I love to hold you.
To hug you and hang all over you.
I love that you let me.
That all you do is smile and blush.

I wish I could see you.
I wish I could hear you.
I wish I could hold you.
I want to hear you laugh.
See you smile.
Feel your touch.

But not right now.
I couldn't stand to see you right now.
I couldn't stand to see the tears in your eyes.
I had told you I loved you.
And that I would be home soon to tell you in person.
But I guess it just wasn't meant to be.

I strive to see your face one last time.
To hear you one last time.
I have to see you smile.
One more time.
Just one more...

      "TOP hyung!  Hyung, it's Daesung!  Can you hear me?"  I yelled, happy his eyes were opening, well more like happy that he's moving...
      "The rest of Seoul can hear you, Daesung."  He coughed, looking at me with pain in his face.
      I smiled, knowing only he could be this stupid on his deathbed.  "TOP hyung.  Did you have to say it?"  I muttered, starting to cry again.  "Did you have to say it and then leave right away?  Couldn't it have waited till you got home?"
      "I don't know."  He coughed again.  "Something told me to tell you then.  I'm sorry I hurt you, Daesung.  I didn't-"  He started c