This beach so cold and deserted, and yet he still will not come find me. Through the course of our relationship I would have never guessed that he could be this cold. How could he ignore me like this? Like I didn’t matter? Like our years together didn’t matter? The rain clouds were slowly rolling in and I could see their blurred figures in the distance, I could hear their laughter, so carefree. Do I even exist to them, to him?

I can’t remember what we fought about; it’s all a hopeless shadow dangling over our broken relationship now. The constant sounds of the weak waves breaking against the shoreline, racing eagerly to greet my feet like a warm loving friend but I can’t feel it though. I don’t feel the warmth of the beach, I can only feel the chill.

Insecure, am I insecure?

Jealous, am I jealous?

Will it always be this way?

He said so many things, and like knives his words cut me, in places that just don’t heal. I want us to talk. I want to get through this, but he ignores me.  It’s like he can’t stand me. It was never like this. We were never like this but it’s so hard to go back to the way we were before.

It’s hard to take back the things that were said, the things that were done. It hard to piece together our broken vase of a relationship and even if we could, it won’t ever be the same.

Even now as I stare at his perfect figure out in the distance, I know I just don’t want to be here. If we didn’t have mutual friends neither of us would be here, and yet here we are. So why am I the only one who’s sad?

Yukwon, Kim Yukwon.

My once best friend, once my lover, once my world, now will not look at me or speak to me. I do not exist to him. He won’t even smile now, not like he used to smile, that warm caring smile that spread love like fire through my body and lit smile with warmth. I want that back.

Closer now, Zara calls out to me, and it’s only then that I feel the rain’s drizzle cool my skin. The three blurred figures are now clear, but only two of them have noticed me. He doesn’t even bother looking at me as I approach. I stop staring at his sculpted shoulders as Zara says something I don’t hear, the rain streaks down my cheeks in place of my unshed tears.  I can’t help but wonder, at this moment when he has my heart ripping to pieces as though it were paper, Kim Yukwon did I ever really matter to you?

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This is for Taemint_Henry_Zelo23  / Hipster? So this is what i came up with and I hope its okay( please leave me a comment) But I do want you to know that if you'd like this could go on to a twoshot and include ukwons pov and a great explanation and a scene where they make up however Its up to you. I wanted to keep this sad and emotional so there was more thinking than actualy action or interaction in it. I hope you liked it and Feel free to request more ok ^_^