For the jerk who kissed so well, he broke my heart.

After a long time
that was the first time
that I felt my lips
melt into another's

As you grabbed my hips
and I scratched your back
I could feel my soul
leave my body behind

I felt it, your tongue
sliding over mine
and when you bit me
I almost cried

when I got home
I smelled of smoke
and of frying fish
and of desperation

     for the jerk who kissed so well, he broke my heart

From the notebook

As of now, I don't think I'll ever see him as less than "the boy I loved with all my heart." I can't be friends with him, and I don't think I'll be able to move on from him. I mean, he's Yohan. The Yohan.


As I write, SNSD's Time Machine is playing in the background. You can just go ahead and Google the lyrics + translation.