Travelling is hard, like the holiday i’m on, nothing is ever concrete.. lasting. Tonight was particularly hard to say goodbye to someone i’ve grown close to over the past year. So was the eve we said an early goodbye.
The night was reminiscent of moments I had been in before. Things I keep circulating in my head forever. We walked for a few hours mostly in silence, there isn’t much more to say after a while.. an air to the night felt moments of sentiment creeping through. In Korea they have a term called 멘탈 붕괴 (mental-beong-gwae), direct translation I believe is Mental Collapse but my own interpretation and understanding of it is more to describe a moment where your world crashes around you whilst you stare off into the distance, unable to comprehend… perhaps the direct translation makes perfect sense. My world at times felt like it was crashing around me, and we both knew it. We called tonight ‘see you soon’ on paper, but somehow I know that soon will not be soon.. it will be a while before I see her again.
- 가슴 아파
- 당연히 가슴아프지