Note: I decided to write a series of oneshots for this story. It's not written in order. You might be confused with the timeline. 

 

~~~~♥ ♥ ♥ ~~~~    Sunggyu was looking for a shirt when he stumbled upon that shirt. He was already late but he stopped moving when he saw it.   It was an old shirt, his favorite. A birthday gift he had received from her two years ago. Looking at the shirt brought memories he wanted to forget. Its been ten months but her memories lingers on.    Everyone thought they'd last for a long time, forever even. Get married, have a family, grow old together. Everyone, even himself, believed that they were for each other. But eventually, their perfect relationship crumbled. And here he was, left with memories.    Memories of her smile in the morning, her voice over the phone. Her strawberry smell he craves so much.    His thoughts were cut off when his phone rang.  "Hyung?" "Where are you, Sunggyu ah?" "I'll be out in a bit. Just putting a shirt on." "Ok. Just make it fast. We're already late." "Yes, yes."   Memories of Song Yi ran through his mind again and it wasn't a good day to do it since he has schedule today. A photoshoot for his new album. Finally, he will release his new album in a week. When the company asked him about his thoughts, he told them what he want. He wanted the album to be about him, his stories. So when he met Nell's Jongwan, he told him all his stories, his frustrations and his regrets.    And this album is about him. And her. He lost her too soon and he was in sorrow.    All his stories was about her. How she invaded even the smallest bit of him, how incomplete he felt when they broke up and how much he wanted her back. It was supposedly the greatest love story of all. But pride, lack of communication and time had ended their wonderful journey. He loved her too much and he still love her so but I guess it was too late. He heard from some idol friends that she started going out again. They mentioned it was a non-showbiz guy, a lawyer who owns his own firm. He always thought he does not deserv