Disclaimer: I do not own BFF.
The first time I met you, you had run into the porridge shop looking exhausted. Although you were breathless, you still looked handsome. Though your clothes were slightly messy, you were still confident. I had to secretly pinch myself to make sure I was not dreaming when you dragged me out of the porridge shop, holding my hands. Did you not feel a spark when you held it? When I learned of how you were a player, it made me want you more...oddly. Normally, for some unknown reason, I would ignore that type of troublesome genre of boys, but for some unknown reason, I wondered if I could change you. It was as if fate gave me a chance to experience love for myself rather than having others tell me about it.
When you had accepted my love letter, did you know how joyful I felt? It had taken me hours just to formulate the right words to express how I felt; it was as if "I love you" was not enough to convey my feelings. I even practiced in the mirror a few times even though all I had to do was hand you the letter, I felt I might mess up even that. Those few months of being your girlfriend felt like euphoria. It was so wonderful being able to see you everyday, to hear your laughter that sounded like melodious bells ringing as a breeze passes by, to see your killer smile that could capture the hearts of even criminals, to talk to you about anything in this world, to hear you say my name, to be able to feel your presence.
I guess first loves never last nor are fated like I used to think. When I saw you kiss those girls at the club, I felt my heart shatter. It shattered like glass when it falls unexpectedly. When I saw that moment, it was as if time froze and I was spiraling into a black hole.
Luckily though, I had Woo Bin to come and pull me out before I entered the abyss. I wonder though, did you feel pain when you saw me hurt? If you did, I hope someone was able to save you. As much as you hurt me, I will always treasure you. After all, you were my first love, the one who taught me how to become stronger. Yi Jung ah, let's not feel pain anymore when we see each other again, let's not hate each other and just be friends, but let's not forget the love we had for each other – that sweet and wonderful sensation. I know I won't.
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