A year...a whole ing year...and still no word from him. He lied to me. He ing lied to me. He hurt me. But I bet he's living happily while I'm still living in misery. Everyone acts like they understand and I get it because they were lied to, too...but they don't understand.

They didn't get to touch him the way I did.

They didn't get to talk to him the way I did.

They didn't know Park Jinyoung the way I did.

The late nights we spent cuddling and laughing about our dreams. The days we snuck out the dorm at 4 in the morning because we couldn't sleep. The times we spent getting all we could from each other to erase the pain of the world around us. When we kissed until the other stopped crying....

Park Jinyoung.

I remember the day he left me so clearly. I remember his words so clearly...

"I promise I'll be back Markeu. I love you" A kiss.

*huff*

What a ing liar.