Shattered Glass
Description
From the moment I met you, I knew how fragile and sensitive you were. I was scared I would hurt you, but that somehow didn't stop me from saying yes. I have held onto you tightly knowing that you would slip between my fingers. You trusted me with all your heart and now it's all gone. I have put you through so much pain because I didn't let you go, but isn't that a good excuse for you to move on?
Note: Strong language is contained in this story. Other than that, I hope you look forward to Shattered Glass.
+ The prologue will be rewritten soon.
Foreword
“Is it possible that we start going out, Junhyung?” Hyunseung intertwined his fingers with mine. Our hands were connected and it felt so right. I’ve felt this silent absence lingering in me and I finally found someone that makes me forget about it.
“Yes, it’s possible.” I gazed into those perfectly shaped orbs. Although we felt right for each other, something was throwing me off balance. I released my fingers that clutched onto his and slid my hand away. In disbelief, I stared at Hyunseung’s hand.
Your hand slips pass between my fingertips easily.
“What’s wrong?” Hyunseung’s eyes were filled with shock and concern. He reached his hand towards me and placed it promptly on my knee. “Why did you let go?”
I drew a small smile on my face, not wanting to say any words in reply. We sat next to each other with only exchanges of stares. My mind was running wild with useless statements that I was trying to avoid.
“Junhyung.” Hyunseung’s soft voice rang through my ears. He lightly tapped my knee with a new expression plastered over his face–worry. My mouth opened, but it took some time to get words out.
“Starting today, we are officially together.” I gripped Hyunseung’s hand and had my thumb rub in circles. He looked at me in surprise and that bright smile that I loved was shown. Seeing it radiate over him, I knew I made a huge mistake.
I wanted to say no, I wanted to say that we couldn’t be together. I couldn’t help but be angry with myself. For the months that we have or have not been together I knew how fragile and sensitive he was. I wanted to build a barrier between us–to protect him from me, but I didn't have the bravery to do that. I've held onto him for too long causing him to endure all the pain and agony.
I screwed up. I have no intentions on saying sorry because I know it’d make things worse. What right do I have to approach him when I have ruined everything?
Fragile like glass, you have broke into a million pieces.
Me, a clumsy one who let you slip between my fingers.
Tell me, how did you manage to love me in the first place? Do you regret it now?
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