You entered, carrying the boxes, with heavy footsteps. You passed by me and I saw your face, unable to discern you next move.

You went to our closet. Dropped the boxes and like a person without control of himself, you started grabbing my clothes and placing those inside the box.

Shocked from what you are doing. I wanted to stop you.

Frustration, grief, pain were written all over your face. After you've cleared out my closet, you went to the kitchen. You took everything that reminded of me and placed inside the box.

It looked like you certainly didn't want to go to that extent but you were driven too, for whatever outcome you wanted.

Deep inside you I can sense a raging battle of emotions.

You paused, took time to breathe, distrought you took a look around you.

You were holding back, tears and emotions. Like a volcano, keeping everything inside.

And then you proceeded.

Everything that reminded you of me.

My kpop cd's.Posters. Pictures. My anatomy books. Vases, cups.

Everything happened so fast.

That in an instant, half of the apartment was cleared out and on the living room were several clear boxes filled with my things.

Myungsoo standing near the boxes, staring blankly at those. On his right hand, he held my favorite red coat. Which he gave me, on the eve of our first winter together. That red coat was always left hanged on the coat rack. As decoration during summer and the once the temperature drops it once again served it purpose.

I watched Myungsoo do everything from the side, I didn't try to stop him. I didn't understand what he had did at first but then it now started to make sense.

Like me, I wanted to let go of Myungsoo. And Myungsoo also wants to let go of me.