Memories Of A Stranger

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MEMORIES OF A STRANGER

PAIRING : KAISOO 

ANGST

ONE SHOT BY PART : PART 1 / 2 AND 3

 

A STORY LINE BY SHOOTING STARS OF LIGHT

DISCLAIMER : I only know the plot not the characters. Don't plagiarize

 

Foreword

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Kyungsoo remembers most profoundly when they had busk into stranger's life's. The wild wind in our hairs and me, taking your hand from a hard time to discovered your so told personality. I had searched in all the sides of your life. I wore a pull-over white and you, you were all black and it terrified me because it keeps telling me that you were a part of your own darkness. I couldn't pullulate you. We ran until a thousand and miles towards the sun rise. The sound of the water from the river telling us the way down hills. And your hand warm and home like. My thoughts were surrounded if one day you'll leave without letting me know your name. You just leave lilies, I asked a hundred times if I had to put the fire on them to finish our life's but you shook your head and let out a smile. Your small pretty fingers tips, as if you reached and tickled my heart once gain. Unknowingly, I was attracted by your charm. And the throbbing cosmic ride, just you and me flying trough the night making me wanting to protect you from the unknown. One fine day you told me that you forgot your own name, when I saw your face on a photography and told you what drug you used to forgot your name. You stood there staring at me with a intense gaze almost electrifying. Perhaps in this universe I won't have to know if you love me back or not. Your cologne was a mix of whiskey and orange, you told me that coffee tasted like poison I just laughed happily because at this moment I found you kind of funny not sad. I come back the other day, you said that you were exhausted, I patted your back until you fell asleep. It let me some time to think if you thought the same as me, if what will be left unsaid will kill you. You left the next day following the other ones, sneaking myself in high expectations. After one week before you left I marked the days when you hurt me, it was everyday. I started to pity people who are in love so I kind of had enough of myself. I knocked at your door before asking the neighbors about you. They clearly told me that nobody lived here, it was abandoned and sometimes they were homeless persons who had to be seen there.

 

 

 

 

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