Sehun still waits. He waits until oblivion dissipates, until you look back at him with the same emotions. Neither feigned, nor constricted.   

  Luhan watches the sand seep out of the hourglass with an array of kaleidoscopic events flashing before his eyes. While Luhan waits the life of him to drain, he makes out a smile when he lets go of your hands the last time – “Don’t let go of her hand, Sehun.”

It was like choosing between the asleep and the awake, between life and death, between true love and feigned emotions – between reality a

Feet flat on the ground, beads of water fell right on your cheek, moist and sticky, your hair lazed around your neck. You looked around, gravity doubling its effect on you; so you stumbled down, your knees glued on your rugged and tattered rag. March 15, 2010, you s

He has only got one love, but he gave it to a person he didn't really love. He was hesitant at first, even thought if it was wrong but he was too late, too late when everything has already fallen apart. One love that has passed without even realizing it was worth giving it to him, Key.