Park Chanyeol. Time of death 2:34pm. Wednesday, December 3rd. Those words still ring in my ears the catastrophe the continues inside my head. It’s been five years and I’m always coming to our spot where we first met. I even made drawings for us to see together. The artwork that you’ve always complimented on, how supportive you were. The guilt is painfully pounding me down and it hurts every time. "It’s beautiful, Hyung. Don’t let those people get you down.” I miss your words, your voice, your touch and most importantly your pure heart. Everything that was precious was you and it was gone. It hurts me even more when I was never there for your last seconds. “Don’t let it get to you, it’s alright.”. Your words that continue to tell me. No it’s not alright, and it will never be. I remember the call you gave me, you said it was important. I remember I told you I was too busy, I heard it the bitterness in your voice, but you laughed it off. I regret it. I regret everything. I wish I was able to turn back time and have you back into my arms. "Move on, Hyung. You need to." I can’t. I don’t even know if that was possible. The rings in my hand. It’s been five years and they’re still beautiful. I can’t go on a day without looking at it. It reminds me of you. You said it was a present for our anniversary. But that anniversary became a death anniversary. I wish I was able to see you one last time. To hug you, to touch you, to tell you everything that has been going on lately. Just for one day. I want to show you how much I love you just one last time.
krisyeol doing kris’ showtime pose feat. smiley!baek + .png!soo