It’s been a couple of weeks since JBJ disbanded. I am not crying as I write this. Why I took so long to write this is probably because I was in denial for the longest time.

The thing is, I knew that this would be coming and I knew the pain that would accompany it. Yet, I still did not expect it to hit me so hard. I expected the JBJ members to part ways and for me to accept it and carry on with my life. Then again, that would be wishful thinking.

My little sister made fun of me, telling me that she told me not to get into the JBJ hole because they would be disbanding. She even did the honours of doing a background check on the gang. She found out their origins, on Produce 101, and also found out that it would be impossible for them to last since they came from different companies. But I still decided to follow them on all social media and to stalk them and to make them the centre of my existance…

Maybe I wasn’t that deep, but it still hurt when they disbanded. And it hurts to think that they might never get back together.

I listened to their music whenever I needed a boost in life. I was starting to love the Sanggyun and Donghan Honbab. I was starting to watch more of their Vlive’s. I was already in, but it was too late.

I miss JBJ, but I know that they have moved on and are advancing in their careers. They had my heart, but with Just be stars, they gave it back.

Not really. They still have it hidden in their souls. What am I even…?

Goodbye JBJ.

I will forever stay a joyful.