where Hanbin and Junhoe exchanged poems, but they were actually love letters.

Had everything always needed to be said? He already knew, the answer was no, but his heart couldn’t help to seek for something else. He didn’t want to be burnt up by this feeling, it was too late anyway, he was too afraid he would pass the fire and ignite the other’s feeling. He was so afraid, he would make him burst. But he needed a reason to stay walking on this worn out string so he let himself to be more burnt up.

Time is irrelevant when two people are meant for each other. It is what I once believed. But we met during a time when I was such a mess and still had so much to figure out. How could I have known how crucial everyword, every action was or how losing you would be something I would always regret? If only you could have met me now, how different it would be. How much I have changed. How much I have grown. I learnt so much from all the mistakes I made with y

Just random chats from JunBin. 

"You're lying." "It's the truth, Goo junhoe." "Then, why would you leave me if you love me?"