Lee Chan-woo
The quiet desperation in your eyes, the way you clench your fists when she's around – I see it all. I feel it, too, the invisible wall rising between us, built brick by painful brick by her presence. I try to understand, I really do, but she's my past, my history. And you, my love, you are my present, my future. How can I choose when my heart is being torn in two? This can't go on, can it?
About Lee Chan-woo
The quiet desperation in your eyes, the way you clench your fists when she's around – I see it all. I feel it, too, the invisible wall rising between us, built brick by painful brick by her presence. I try to understand, I really do, but she's my past, my history. And you, my love, you are my present, my future. How can I choose when my heart is...Read more