Letter 2

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Hi pookie. 

How are you? 

Yeah, I know that you'll say "don't worry about me, silly. You know that I have no problems. Rather, let's talk about you." I know because you always do like this and I know you. Probably better than how I know myself.

And you know me.

So, since everybody here are so wise, I guess that you know that if I wanna know how you are, I won't give up. 

Know know know.

You may think that I'm in love with this word lmao. 

And, to be honest, yeah, I am. Or, at least, sort of. I like to know, and you know it.

But don't worry, I won't betray you with a word.

Yeah, I know  (know, know, know), that you always roll your eyes when I say these silly jokes... So I think that I'll never stop saying them because you are by far more funny than them.

I wanna say so many things... But I think that I don't have enough time to say them all. After all, I have one life only. Luckily. Guess what if I didn't had even it. I could never have met you.

It could be a nightmare, yeah. One of the worst.

Today the sky is different. And, for once, I don't know why I am saying (or writing), this. Maybe because I know that you like it. Anyway today it's light gray... Uniform. A bit like a dirty sheet of paper. But then there are some spots of color here and there. A little yellow, a little blue...

I think you'd like it. I know you'd like it.

Hongjoong


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