It was the kind of love where you don’t know any better, the first time around at least. And, that’s the thing that can get you quick.

Because although it isn’t healthy, although it isn’t exactly like a fairytale, although it isn’t perfect—you’ll take it. 

It’s your first real spoonful of love, a too-sweet, nose-wrinkling kind of love.

The kind that will stick to your throat with the texture of molasses, a bit of all the fights and angry words that leave you choking to get it down.

But on the good days—there will undoubtedly be some, of course—we can’t get enough.

The craving of honey-scented love becoming more of an addiction than a want, more of an obsession than of an 

‘i-love-you-for-who-you-are’ rosy tinted kind

and more of an

‘I-love-you-for-what-you-do-to-me’ needy cloudy kind,

the worst kind there is--you'll still take it.

 

Because at the end of the day, knowing someone out there loves you and all the little messed up pieces of you is enough to justify that obsession.

 

I should know.

It's the lesson I learned from how much pain I allowed for myself in order for him to be happy.

 

Even if I wasn't.

 

 

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/ / Haneul Lee. 22. Naive.

 

∞

 

Kim Woohyun. 23. Lost. \ \

 

 

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A/N: I'm horrible for not updating my other story after a month-plus, but I promise to make up for it--and hey, here's even a new story to love on. I feel like I've been needing to let these emotions out somewhere, and where else but here? I love you guys so much for just clicking on my stories, because it is wonderful to know people actually read them. xo