A Fleeting Moment

A fleeting moment

Is this all it was?

A temporary fleeting moment.

You were my story, but I wasn't yours,

Why did you approach that day?

Why did you come if it wasn't for forever,

My love,

You were my forever but I wasn't yours.

Silly me...

I forgot how you were.

A cruel joke of the fates

Is this all it was?

A temporary fleeting moment.

— A. Y.

JUNGKOOK for VOGUE KOREA

We think of love as a soft caress, a soft whisper, a warm hug on a rainy day. Love is anything but. It is violent and red. It is angry and black. It hurts. It breaks. Love is blue with loneliness and green with envy. It is yellow with happiness and purple with bruises. It is orange like a fleeting sunset. Love is carnal. It's forever and a moment. Love hurts. Love breaks. Love saves. Love creates.

He must have seen our souls and thought let's intwine their fates. He must have us together and thought let's rewrite their fates. They must have seen us apart and thought let's fill them with spite and hate.

We may be apart my love but I could never hate you, at least not when you were mine.