Your P.O.V

“______-ah, I brought you beautiful flowers today. It smells really nice.” My mom told me.

She was talking to the body that is lying on the hospital bed.

I was lifeless.

They had hooked my up to a breathing machine.

Feed me through tubs down my throat.

I looked pathetic.

“I’m sorry honey, for not being able to read to you longer yesterday. I know how much you love it when I use to read to you all the time.” My mom smiled at the body.

My mom had taken out a Harry Potter book and starts to open up to where she left off yesterday.

“…Hermione having dashed off to see Professor…..”

She continued reading to my body.

It’s painful, watching her spending so much time for me.

I walked away.

I don’t know where to go now. I don’t want to visit those memories anymore.

The happiness had left me. After that day.

I want to see him again. But I’m afraid. Even if he can’t see me, I’m still afraid.

Losing him is painful.

But I still want to see him.

So I walked to his house. Wondering if he’s there.

Here I am, standing in front of his house.

Without bothering to knock since no one but the priest can see me anyways.

I walked right past through the door. Looking around the house.

Dongwoon had shared this house with some other people, it looks like.

Shoes were everywhere near the door.

“, I just lost.”

Laughter burst out.

I walked towards where the noise came from.

“Time to get your punishment.”

“I’ve been waiting for this day for way too long.”

“I’m gonna get you back.”

“MUHAHAHAHA.”

“You deserve this.”

I saw one guy was surrounded by 5 other guys.

Each one takes turn to flick his forehead.

 Poor guy. His forehead is tomato red now.

The guy laughing the hardest was Dongwoon. He was laughing like there is no tomorrow.

I miss those laughs. He used to laugh at my stupid jokes. Vice Versa.

I watched them play until midnight. Then they each left and went back to their own room.

I followed Dongwoon.

His room was nice and cozy. It gives a sense of comfort to me.

He lied on his bed, yet not asleep.

He was staring at the ceiling. I looked at, there were stars glued on it.

It was just like my room. Dongwoon was the one who glued those stars on my ceiling. Telling me that every time I see those stars shine at night, it will remind me of him.

I smiled. Maybe he didn’t forget about me after all.

I sat on the edge of his bed. Watching every move.

He finally fell asleep. His face is angelic and peaceful.

I lay myself down next to him. Watch him sleep. I smiled.

This reminds me of all the sleep over we had before he left.

I miss his warmth. I miss his presence.

I miss him.