In which Luhan thinks the pinks overpower the yellows, but he sees through it anyway.

He wants to repeat all those selfish and knowing touches of hands and brushing of fingers because it’s the most

“I. Like. You. _________. You, no other, okay?” He emphasizes each word and enunciates them precisely.

“Sehun?” You touch lest the figure would dissipate into ashes, onto nothingness, into an unbelievable obscurity. He grasps your hand in his, and nod, eyes closing. He nods countless of times, as if it’s all finally happened and everything is just a replay. “Finally, you remember me.” He holds onto everything of you left and so do you. Like a haven, you escape everything and he willingly catches. 

You were really too selfish, and for a year you had kept the truth with you. That Christmas, you had to let tears fall rather snowflakes. When the first snow falls this season, will you have been the first one to say Merry Christmas? It’s been an hour and you wonder whether or not you should be reading the book in your hands right now, but the first statemen

What Lies Behind Your Eyes. Everyday, i start feeling that loneliness again. What have I done to deserve such thing? Am i so bad? Should I vanish from the sinfull world full of mysteries i've been living for 14 years? It's enough, I'm a human too and I have... Feelings, bounded with rocks now. I'm so fed up yet I still cant stand up for myself. What has gone so wrong.. Maybe the world hates me.. Maybe I'm not loved.. I'm emotionally stressed, no one knows how it feels like to be in thiss state.