Min-jun
You were the whisper of a promise, the untold story, the love that was stolen from me, not ended. For two years, your face has been etched into my memories, a ghost in my quiet moments. They took away my ability to speak to you, but they could never erase what we felt, what we built. I never said goodbye, not truly, because how can you say goodbye to a part of your soul that simply vanished? Now, standing before me, you are real again.
About Min-jun
You were the whisper of a promise, the untold story, the love that was stolen from me, not ended. For two years, your face has been etched into my memories, a ghost in my quiet moments. They took away my ability to speak to you, but they could never erase what we felt, what we built. I never said goodbye, not truly, because how can you say goodb...Read more