HANBIN

I still remember that day in 2013, when it all began.

We were 17, and under immense pressure. 

We really were just kids who thought we knew better when we didn't.

We relied on each other and tried to be grown-ups, even when we were far from it.

The tough-act and the pretention got inside our heads,

and maybe that’s why we broke up.

Back then, we didn’t know what we were letting go of.

The gravity of what was lost hit us too hard, too late.

And so we let the year pass by without much of anything.

We both went our separate ways, did our own thing, and still pretended to be strong, even when we were close to breaking down.

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In a blink of an eye, 2014 came.

My 3 am thoughts still hit me hard

No one understands me as well as she does, I always think

We both missed out on a proper “childhood” trying to bear the burden of our dreams

We’ve both sacrificed a lot, probably more than everybody else,

So how is it that I've realized too late that I was only able to get this far because I had her by my side?

What about now?

The loss and the vict