Nayeon said to Jungkook, 'I hate myself. Sometimes I just want to die.'
'Oh stop it, you've got a whole life ahead of you,' he consoled her.
'I've been here long enough. I've had enough of this place. I'm a failure. Sometimes, because I am a failure in the world, I blame my failure on you; say that you've got me so mixed up that I can never clear myself up again inside-- or that this becoming an idol has made me so false to myself that I am unreal and never can be real to you.'
Unwittingly to Jungkook, she had collaborated with him in making herself false-- for she was afraid of herself and what it (herself) wanted to do, and so ashamed of it. So she and Jungkook together stomped the life out of it, every day, mangling it like a beetle, until there was none of her left.
They tore at each other's hearts because they were powerless against this thing that came in between them and wrenched them apart. This was loving somebody. She came, sweet and endearing, bringing peace, at a time when he was the loneliest and most miserable boy in the world. She made all his secrets vanish into her. For she made him feel that everything he had kept secret was kept back just to tell her-- they were joined within a secret that was divulged to them by touching where they had never touched before, and by the honesty of passion where they had been dishonest before. Nayeon broke his unreality against her reality like a pot dashed against a stone, and mended him with all the care in the world. For her he betrayed her and for himself he betrayed her; they melted into each other.
Jungkook said to himself, 'I tricked you, Nayeon, and left you; and after I had left you, all your kin and all your world died away from you and fell away, leaving you broken off and isolate. I'm sorry, Nayeon. Both of us were shattered from our whole, I roaming through the world aimlessly, you sitting by the window trying to piece everything together again in a falling house.'
'Oh stop it, you've got a whole life ahead of you,' he consoled her.
'I've been here long enough. I've had enough of this place. I'm a failure. Sometimes, because I am a failure in the world, I blame my failure on you; say that you've got me so mixed up that I can never clear myself up again inside-- or that this becoming an idol has made me so false to myself that I am unreal and never can be real to you.'
Unwittingly to Jungkook, she had collaborated with him in making herself false-- for she was afraid of herself and what it (herself) wanted to do, and so ashamed of it. So she and Jungkook together stomped the life out of it, every day, mangling it like a beetle, until there was none of her left.
They tore at each other's hearts because they were powerless against this thing that came in between them and wrenched them apart. This was loving somebody. She came, sweet and endearing, bringing peace, at a time when he was the loneliest and most miserable boy in the world. She made all his secrets vanish into her. For she made him feel that everything he had kept secret was kept back just to tell her-- they were joined within a secret that was divulged to them by touching where they had never touched before, and by the honesty of passion where they had been dishonest before. Nayeon broke his unreality against her reality like a pot dashed against a stone, and mended him with all the care in the world. For her he betrayed her and for himself he betrayed her; they melted into each other.
Jungkook said to himself, 'I tricked you, Nayeon, and left you; and after I had left you, all your kin and all your world died away from you and fell away, leaving you broken off and isolate. I'm sorry, Nayeon. Both of us were shattered from our whole, I roaming through the world aimlessly, you sitting by the window trying to piece everything together again in a falling house.'
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