Some memories are better locked with the key thrown away with no chance of ever being found.
Jung-min kissed him lightly on the lips and ran off laughing.
“I like you, Nam Se-hee!” she shouted, hair whipping in the wind.
“You’re crazy!” she laughed.
“But you still love me. Who’s crazier?” He hugged her close as she typed furiously into her laptop.
“Do you believe in soulmates?”
“Aren’t I here?”
“That’s it? There are over seven billion people, and there’s just one of you? The math doesn’t compute.”
“Nam Se-hee, count yourself lucky you’ve got me! I’m one in a gazillion!”
“Write me a programme that tells me that you love me a million times a day!”
“That’s not quite enough times, I reckon.”
“I love you.”
“I … I can’t do this any more. I thought I could, but …”
“Couldn’t you just wait a bit more? Please? I just need a little more time, save a little more, they’ll come round to it and …”
“I can’t change who I am. I don’t want you to …”
“It’s all right, I don’t mind, just – ”
“Your father spoke to me.”
For my love, Se-hee
24 December 2005
From your everything ^^
It doesn’t hurt now. In fact, he can’t even remember the intense pain he must have been through, only that his heart was split into a million tiny shards, and that it will not happen again.
Sorry. Can’t really write anything substantial. Just a short reflection of how much Se-hee must have loved, and lost, to decide that one love was enough.
(Image credit: screencap from youtube by teep523 from soompi)