I Don't Know Love

cr: on & on dujun

There is this boy in my life. I can't call him my beloved one. But I can't deny that he is the beloved one. He is not mine. I am not his. We are a complete strangers. In this world. In this big world. Big. Big. Big. Big. World.

We are destined not to be together. But God brings us in the situation which I can freely shout that I'm in his side whatever he does, and he is in the side who doesn't know me at all. I can't call it a destiny. It is just a plot. A plot. Given by the Almighty. God. 

I don't know such love, all I know is this boy, whom I always cheer on. This boy whom I just can see his back. This boy whom I just can predict what he actually feels. This boy whom I always think he is smiling brightly but crying inside. Just this boy. I don't care what he will call it. All I care is my feeling is sincere. 

Toward...

him.

This is as simple as breathing...

You take a breath every day, every hour, every minute, and every second.

I have this feeling for him... like every day... hour... minute... second... 

All my life.

I'm not going to try to escape, but I'll be here, hold him, and stay still.

Because, I don't want to see his smile, but I care more if he cries alot in front of me...

Let it all out...

and scream, YOON DUJUN, my only reason I keep this feeling alive....

-a beauty-