same place, same time, everything's the same... except we're different people now.

04/22/2012

23.44

The Attic

Raining.

Dear, Sulli.

How have you been doing?

I watched the TV last night and you appeared. I must say you look stunning with your pink dress.

I've been practising guitar more. And I can sing along to your newest song, well, because the chords are that simple. Didn't mean to boast here :p

Hey, are you happy? Because you didn't seem so in the last interview. Cheer up. You're the most beautiful when you smile.

I might be sad seeing you with other guys, but it's myself isn't it? My fault.

If only I didn't left. But it's for our own goods, right?

As long as you're happy, I'll try to manage my smiles.

Until the next letter, sweety.

Infinitely yours,

Your beau ♥

He stood up and secured the letter inside the box. He sighed, smoothening the creased in the small potrait he's holding onto. Giving it a chaste peck, he put them all inside the box before slowly storing them away.

Your beautiful face

Is slowly getiing further away

I'm thinking it's for the best

This frustrating love is over now

Even if I vowed to never think about you again

Why am I looking at your picture today?