I wasn’t extraordinary, I wasn’t magnificent with all these nooks and crannies in my soul just waiting to be discovered and explored. I didn’t have a long list of deep meaningful words trailing along behind me like a shadow. I wasn’t dull but I wasn’t colorful either, I was but a mere sketch of something unoriginal and meaningless. Only to have a lone empty sentence as a description.
I wasn’t like her.
She was everything I wasn’t, she was everything I opted to be. She was someone that I wanted to keep forever but something that just couldn’t be contained.
She was beautiful.
Taeyeon taught me how to live. My time staying abroad in Tokyo for an exchange program I was forced into, I didn’t know how I would fit in. I didn’t think I would and I was right. I didn’t fit in but then neither did Taeyeon, she lived by her own set of rules and danced to her own beat.
She was extraordinary, she was magnificent.
She was everything I wasn’t.
Loving Taeyeon was like dancing on thin ice. It rendered me cautious. I didn’t know when the solid ground beneath me would just collapse and I would just—fall.
"Sometimes, I doubt if I can really love anybody.”
“I doubt if I can really love anybody also.”
Lost in Translation
"If there is one thing in the universe that’s odd and forever a mystery it’s the meeting of two people. When one person comes to meet another and has this almost chemical reaction. They could both come from different sides of the world, they could come from completely different backgrounds but when they meet it was like they were always meant too."
A/N: What's up locksmiths, back with a rather more 'light' hearted story. Lost in Translation is all in Tiffany's Point of view. Maybe you'll see Taeyeon's side a bit but its going to be all through Miyoung's eyes. I like hasty love stories *__*
Lost in Translation soundtrack:
Track 1: Rachael Yamagata - You wont let me
Track 3: 5cm per second ost - Kiss