If love continues
Until you accept that it has ended
I am still left behind in my memories

I still felt your presence,
Not realizing that I’m the only one
Whose feelings hadn’t changed
When we crossed paths.
 

I walked slowly, going to the café that we frequently went there. It’s been months since the last time we went there, before you leaving me alone. I greeted the waitress, the woman trotted to me as she saw me.

“Been a long time, huh, Seunghyun?” she said.

“Yes, noona.” I smiled at her

“Where’s the other? Why are you alone?” her eyes scanning the café’s door, but no one’s tailing me.

“He’s not with me anymore, noona.”

“Oh I am sorry,” she cringed. “Hot chocolate?”

“Yes please.”

I went to sat on the usual table for us, the one in the corner and near the window. We always had this seat because you loved to stare out of the window and commented all what happened outside the café: the people, the weather, the vehicle on the road, everything. But sometimes, you just stared outside silently, but I knew you had so many things inside your head. At the times like that I would look at you,  
examined your face: your beautiful orbs’ moves, the side line of yours, or how you stylishly held your mug of hot chocolate while you focused on your activity.

Beyond the rain drops that tap on the window
The place we used to go together
Brings tears to my eyes
As they blur and disappear
(The tears) fall warmly

Oh rainy rainy, oh rainy rainy, oh rainy rainy.

At the rainy day like this, you would fix your gaze at the window, watching the water drops raced to the ground.

“I hope that when I’m gone, there will not a single drop of tears fall down from your eyes. I love raindrops, but I hate teardrops. I want you to be strong, baby. You have to promise me,” you said one day as you took my hand and draw circles in my palm. I just nodded at that time. I hate the time when I have to lie to you and, lie to myself. I knew I could not keep my promise.

The tears fell down as I remembered you.

I broke my promise, my love, and it’s not the first time. But you will forgive me, won’t you?

(I) can’t accept the loneliness
I can’t even tear away from my memory of you

The busy time makes my heart feel tightened
As you saw me, always trying to laugh off

The loneliness sure is eating me slowly. Days went away, but I could not do anything without you. The sloppy breakfast you made, the kiss before working, the embrace of yours that felt like an angel’s wings –soft and warm- every day when I came from work, the brighter-than-sunshine smile. I just realized that I need that every day. Days went away, I still let the apartment as it is, the same as the day you were here. I didn’t want to sleep at our bed, I slept at the guest room. There’s so many memories in our bed, in our house. Sometimes, when I felt so stuffed by the loneliness, I would go to Little Seunghyun’s apartment and laying on his couch. He let me wandering around his apartment, sometimes doing nothing but eating and sleeping. Until one day he decided to have a conversation with me.

“Hyung,”

“Yeah?” I answered lazily, hand holding TV remote and busy changing the channels.

Seungri then plugged out the TV’s cable, forcing me to place the remote on the table.

“Hyung,” he took deep breath. “Hyung you should change. He wouldn’t want to see you like this. I believe he wants you to continue your live and making the full of it. I really do not mind seeing you in my apartment, but hyung, you did not clean yours for months. I think y