_{"The truth is,unless you let go,unless you forgive yourself,unless you forgive the situation,}

_{unless you realize that the situation is over,you cannot move forward"}

 

You're friends-best friends-with Park Jimin

since second grade,well,you were.

When you two went to high school he wouldn't talk to you.

He was the popular one,you were the loner.

Every girl wants to be with him,nobody wants to be with you-not even him.

You didn't know what happened or what you did to make him ignore you.

It's been three years since that happened and you completely got over it.

You found some new friends,yes. But the feeling of being with your best friend.

The feeling of him laughing with you,comforting you when you're sad

and just talking about how your day was. You really miss him.

 

Does he feel the same?

 

"Hey look,it's Jimin." Your friend,Tess,whispered when she saw Jimin about to go where you were,

talking with his friends,oh,and is that the new girl he's going out with? Yeah,probably.

You shrugged and just eat quietly at your spot next to her.

 

"Hey," Jimin said and stopped at your spot."How have you been? It's been a long-"

You didn't let Jimin continue his words and ran out of the cafeteria to go to the school yard.

 

"I don't ever want to hear that voice anymore",you said to yourself,

"After all these years..."

 

"Are you okay?" You heard Tess walking near you and you just nodded.

She hugged you,"It's okay,I know you miss him." and sit beside you,

looking at the clouds above.

 

"I don't miss him. I hate him." You blurted out as swiftly as possible.

Tess looked at you with amused eyes,"Are you sure? But all this time you said you miss him."

"No. I hate him! How could he!" You said raising your voice higher and higher

"Asking me how am I like nothing happened! For heaven's sake,doesn't he know how much I'm hurt!

We've been friends since second grade and just because this stupid high school came it was ruined!"

Tess just comforted you and nodded at your words as you continued,"You know,he's not even a real friend!

Just because he got popular doesn't mean he'll just leave me hanging!

A true friend doesn't do that!"

 

"Yes,you're right." Tess said and smiled at you,

"but I think he did that intentionally to not hurt you more."

 

You narrowed your eyes,"What do you mean?" asking curiously.

 

"I'm not sure-" Tess was cut off by the bell ringing; meaning lunch is already over.

You went back inside the school and noticed the next period is Biology.

 

Biology is the only class you and Jimin share,and worst,your lab partner is the one he's going out recently.

And,gosh,you just want to slap their faces and be suspended for five days or more

than to see them everyday getting sweet and fluffy.

 

"Okay class,sit down." your Bio teacher said getting everyone's attention.

You're sitting at the left side in the second row and Jimin is sitting across you.

 

Fate must hate you.

 

"Dissection of a flower and a frog..." you said while reading through your notes,

not caring if Jimin is looking at you or not-well,he's looking at you actually.

"You don't like frogs." Jimin said and you just nodded still not facing him,

"You can tell the teacher that you can't do it. You might puke or faint or something."

 

"Why do you care?" You got irritated and looked at him with fuming eyes

"You are so annoying,Park Jimin!" you continued saying,a little louder this time.

Making the other ones near you look over.

 

"I care." Jimin said quietly,"because I'm your friend"

You raised your left brow,"Friend? I thought we were over that?" you said and chuckled.

You got irritated even more when you saw him clueless about what you're saying

and decided to go to the teacher and ask her if you can go out.

 

 

After seconds of staying outside the room you heard the door swing open and close again,

"over what?" someone spoke beside you. It's Jimin.

 

"Wow. After three years of ignoring,and this is our first conversation." you laughed half-heartedly.

"I was not ignoring you." Jimin's voice was pure confusion.

"You were."

"I wasn't,I swear."

"For God's sake,Park Jimin! You. Were. Okay?" you sighed deeply and continued

"Is not talking to me called ignoring? Yes it is. Is staying away from me called ignoring? Yes.

Is not hanging out with me and pretending that you don't know me and pretending we were not friends called ignoring? ,yes.

Park Jimin,yes,you were ignoring me."

 

Jimin looked at you with a frown,"I'm so sorry. I did not know..."

 

"You didn't, because you were too busy being happy with your new high school friends." You said emphasizing more at the last words.

 

"Well..." Jimin contemplated on what he's going to say,"I guess..."

 

"Let's just forget about it. I'm okay without you." You said not meant half what you just said

which made you want to change it.

 

"Umm," Jimin forced himself to stay a little farther away from where you are

"Okay then...Goodbye." he said and went back to the room.

 

"Goodbye." You said those last words whispering,feeling like someone stabbed you in the heart for several times.

 

You felt pain,the pain was there lots of years ago.

But this,now,was different that you don't know if you'll be able to come to class later

or tomorrow or next week. You just want this to end and leave the memories behind.

 

*

 

After class,you went straight home and got up in your room.

Bringing a big garbage bag with you,you went through your stuffs

and threw the ones that you and Jimin used to give each other: like the paper dolls

you wanted to give him back at third grade when you felt like you have a crush on him,

the yellow hat back at second grade that you used to borrow from each other just for whatever,

the pictures of you together when you graduated

and the friendship ring he gave you when you were at the fourth grade...

 

So much memories that was thrown away,so much memories that will be forgotten.

But at least,somehow, a slight pain in your heart was cut out.

 

"Goodbye." You said one last time before throwing the garbage bag

and leaving it outside together with the other trashes.

 

_{"Letting go means to come to the realization that some people are a part of your history,}

_{but not a part of your destiny."}