Dust kept piling up on the frames.
I lay quietly on the bed and looked at them.
"I hated that you said you didn't like how foul-mouthed I was, so I held back and didn't even curse..."
Back then, memories flashed through my mind like a lantern reel.
The shoulders I widened for you to lean on are still the same.
Though now they're just an obstacle on the subway.
You lied all the time.
And always came back carrying the scent of some strange man.
I should've cut love off right then and there.
I think you'd never regret it.
I was the only fool.
After breaking up with you, I watched every movie and drama I hadn't been able to watch because of you.
Even my hair and clothes, the ones you said you liked, I changed.
Even the way I walked when I was with you.
It felt like a weight had been lifted.
Yeah, it wasn't that you were bad.
I'll say I was the one who was bad.
Still, I can't stay as your good friend.
But I'm stupid enough that I still haven't deleted your number.
Think about it—how could someone be okay?
Everything sucks.
Even you in these affectionate photos.
It was all the same.
The things you said while begging me that this time would be different, too.
Please get out of my life.
But sometimes... I miss you.
(1 year later)
?? : Hey, Park Seongho, let's hang out. ㄱ?
These days I'm doing okay. I've put on some weight, and I meet up with friends.
Today too, I'm supposed to hang out with Jiho, Munseong, Jamie, and Sandy.
I heard from the others that you cry every day?
That your mascara is smudged every day, and that you're banging your head against the ground in regret.
It really makes me feel refreshed.
I could have died for you.
Do you only now think I'm a bit of a loss?
... Why are you only doing this now.
Now I'll pass on your heart.
I can live fine without you.
