Touching him is like realizing all you ever wanted was right there in front of you
Memorizing him was as easy as knowing all the words to your old favorite song
Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword
and realizing there's no right answer
Regretting him was like wishing you never found out love could be that strong

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In Korea

Suzy popped her head outside her bedroom window. It was a warm summer's day. A day suited to be lazing around to house in denim shorts and a vintage t-shirt.

She walked downstairs and before she entered the kitchen, she heard someone talking about her. It was her father and her mother.

"What do you think happened?"

"Who knows, she has not said a word about it. I can't help but feel as though she is pretending to be fine, but I know her. I heard her crying in the bathroom the other day."

"Crying?" Suzy’s father looking shocked.

"Every time I ask her about it she says she's not in the mood to talk about it."

Suzy took a deep breath and sighed silently. She wanted to run back upstairs and bury her face in her pillow and scream into it. She entered kitchen casually, acting like she did not overhear them.

"Hi" she asked walking up to the fridge.

"Hi honey" her mother said.

Suzy took out a bottle of fruit juice and closed the fridge door.

As she was about to walk away, her father said "So honey, what have you been up to since you came back. You've been so distant and you haven't been around much."

She turned around and smiled "I'm studying for my semester test; I've been at the library. I missed some classes so I have to catch up" and with those words, she disappeared.

Suzy dragged herself to the backyard. She lay down on the hammock as she stared up at the sky.

The branches of the tree shadowed her face.

It's been two weeks now and all I do is think of him.

"Seungri." His name escaped breathlessly from her lips.

I miss him ........everyday.