I had lost count on how many times i've caught you lying to me. I invited you to a dinner date with be the day before, and you said you couldn't go because you had to work. I was so stupid for not noticing your lie through the phone. I was too intoxicated for you.

I had lost count on how many times i have to endure. I saw you on the street, your arm around another as you smiled faintly. I wanted to come up to you and punch you in the face, but i couldn't move an inch. So i walked back home.

I called you so many times but you never picked it up. I stayed silent in my room, pacing back and forth nervously as i waited for you to come. You promised to stop by after your work is done; how could i be stupid and believed in your lie again?

But you didn't lie about stopping by. It was 2 in the morning and i was staying awake, waiting for you to show up. You did. And that was the first time i wasn't happy even after i waited long enough for you.

"Sorry,"

It was the only thing that came out of your mouth as my eyes released a tsunami of tears. I threw things on the floor, i yelled at you, i hit you several times but you stayed still. You kept muttering the word you didn't even mean to say. Over and over, you kept saying it until i never really wanted to hear it coming from you again.

What were you sorry, Jeonghan?

The fact that i wasn't the only one?

Or the fact that you knew you were the only one for me?

a/n: this is getting worse rip my writing