🎵 UNDERSTAND - keshi

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From meeting at 16 until age 28.

Whenever we were together, we were always at each other's throats. People around us asked why we even dated, or if we even liked each other.

"Fuck, don't talk about breaking up. I won't let you."

Because the moment we were apart, we felt like we'd die from missing each other. I felt like I'd die just seeing you hang out with other guys.

But because of my pride, I could never say those things. I was just busy being annoyed and avoiding the issue. You were the same.

I thought we'd be more mature once we hit our 20s. Why is nothing different from when we were students? We still fight like hell when we're together. We still feel like we're dying when we're apart.

"What the hell is the problem? I'm exhausted."

Age 28. Our 12th anniversary on a snowy day. For some reason, you came out all dressed up and arrived 15 minutes early.

"Oh, you're already her—"

"...Min-hyuk, should we break up?"

I told you not to say that. Even if we fought to the death, I intended to marry you. I even bought a ring to propose on Christmas.

You're cruel. I hate you.

I don't love you either, fuck.