Stigma :  

“ Hi  “ i reply coldly

Act  calmly , but actually i am nervous af
I miss you .
I run my eyes looking another place

You sigh “ where’s your husband ? “

My heart stop beating
My mind flash image  of him

“ I-I don’t know “  i stuttered

I clenched my hand into a fist
My heart hurt

“ i got to go “ i walk pass him

I’m sorry Taehyung
I step forward in the train
Searching an empty seat to sit

As i sit , my mind flying
i remember the  old time