a few weeks passed after that day in the classroom
I was getting to know Jeongguk better

he hung out with his other friends still
I told him to

he shouldn't forget them because of me
I felt guilty for being such a killjoy
when he tried to be happy

I suppose we're opposites in the way we handle grief and pain
some might say we had been grieving for far too long

but I couldn't help
being sorrowful

when it was my
only source of happiness

taken

one night
I just started crying uncontrollably

inconsolably

yet no one would ever hear me
I needed to talk to someone

so I called Jeongguk
and he understood completely

somewhere along the line
when I was beginning to calm down

he called me his dear Camellia flower
and continued with

"all flowers need rain to bloom."

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