I miss you.
I don't know how much I've wrote those letters in these five years. In these five years, every time I always thinking about you. I still remember when the first times we meet in that café, when I saw you I know you are the only one for me, and I already know that my life is become yours.
The first time you introduce yourself to me. Since that we always shared all of our life. Actually I'm the most and you just hear my entire story. And as time passed, you told me that you love me, and since then we always spent out time together, until I got message from my mom that my father sick, I know I change from that time, my mind full of worries about my father, we rarely spent our time again, and I always late or sometime cancelled our covenant.
And when my father passed away, you always in my side, caring of me, understanding me, and protecting me.
I still remember when I told you that I would back to Mokpo, to life with my mother, because after my father gone, my brother back to US to continue his studied, my mother live alone. I remember how you react that time, how you shocked and your faced full of sadness, and what makes me love you much, you tried to smile and told me that's everything gonna be all right as hugged me tight.
But I stuck here in Mokpo with my mother. Every day in afternoon, I lying on the sand beach, near my house. As waiting for sunset, I think about you, dream about you. Not much I want now. I just wanna hold your hands, kiss to your lips, play with you, and sleep on your lap. It must be beautiful lovely day. I hope I can send this feeling to you, so you can feel what I feel now.
A month ago when I back to house from beach, I was surprised when I saw my brother, Donghwa, talked with my mom in living room, I can heard my mom informed him that in five years, I always look sad, although no one job that she gave to me neglected, but my mind not in place, when I sleep I always talk about you. She was happy that I want to stay with her in Mokpo, but when She saw me like that, she feel don't know me, I'm not Donghae, happy and cheerful boy.
When we have dinner in that night, Donghwa-hyung talked me that he has finished his study, and he decides to work in our hometown, Mokpo, I so happy for that, but what make me happiest that, he told me that I could back to Seoul if I want, because he doesn't want to lose his brother if I act like this anymore.
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And here I am, Seoul, in my birthday night.
I miss this town so much, where I have great memories five years ago with the one I loved. I don't know where to go. I want to visit his apartment, but I think in five years he must be moving out. So, I decided to go where the first time we meet, that café.
When I got that café, how surprised I am, when I saw you sitting in the place we always used. I can feel my eyes gone red.
And I walk to approach you, and I can see in front of you, there is a cake with a number on it, same as my ages now. I can't hold my tears again.
"Happy birthday hyung" you said and blowing out the candles, I can't handle this anymore.
"Kibum" I called the name that I miss so bad.
I saw you stood immediately, turned to me and smile. "Donghae"
And I hug you tightly as cry a lot on your shoulder.