m i n   y o o n g i   ||   d a e g u   p r i n c e 16.10.03

There is a song to be sung when thinking of Min Yoongi. It is a song that sounds like a harmonious orchestra playing in unison to balance each other. It is a song that sounds like a rhythm, a beat that you can’t help but to get into. It is a choir that somehow makes your heart skip a beat, sink into your stomach, and causes your eyes to swell with tears all in the same. Min Yoongi is a symphony.

I cannot describe my feelings for this prince but perhaps my little poem did the trick. You have never seen or heard me declare him as my bias. For so many months, he was my bias wrecker - whatever that term even means. But let me tell you, I will never call him anything except for my Daegu Prince. He has been since the beginning. It’s ironic because my sun and stars is from the same place but no; this is different. Yoongi is a prince. 

He can make you smile, laugh, cry, listen, absorb, and create. He is an inspiration. The amount of work and dedication he has put into his life and work is admirable beyond so many words. A modest man who only strives to become better. I can relate; although not at his caliber. Min Yoongi is an artist, a poet, a dreamer, and a dream. I look up to him in so many ways - need not forget the stutter in my heart when I see him. 

I cannot describe my feelings for this prince. It’s as if I’ve been stuck in this parallel, mythical realm for so long. A room in which we are sitting there, basking in each others warmth, love, and care. Two minds that are so far from this warmth that somehow, we bring each other into the light that’s so absent. We hide our emotions and our pain in order to take care of those around us. But at the end of the day, we come to this room and rest. Perhaps this is why I crave him so in my darkest of days. Silence is our loudest form of rehabilitation as we do not need to say a word - we just know.