i do not know what i ate to post this veerrrry short chap, but i am not proud of this

i hope you enjoy this nevertheless haha 

Kim Jinwoo

It felt like a dream.

Although the rain was pouring down on me, it sizzles against his touch. His touch scorches my skin for something insatiable.

It felt like a dream that I never want to wake up to; no matter if it was the zombie apocalypse or the alien invasion.

He told me I was beautiful. Then again, it was my dream --- for him to notice me at least for my facial features that I have wished upon countless stars for countless times.

Is this really happening? I asked myself.

Not wanting to face the dreading answer to my own question, I distracted myself by burying my face against his chest. I inhaled his manly scent, relishing it into my system. At least for this one drunken night, I could feel he is mine; I could feel that he loves me.

We danced. He twirled me around; it felt like my heart was also leaping everywhere every time he spun me half-way. He, then, dipped me down like those cliché romantic movies.

Our eyes were almost meeting that I could have gone cross-eyed.

It was cliché, I know.

But since when did love did not become too cliché for us?

 Then like any dream, I knew I had to wake up to face reality again.

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I drag myself towards the couch lifelessly. It felt like an anchor was draped on my shoulder. When I woke up this morning with the most painful headache drilling my skull, I realized that like any other wounds or bruises, the pain will always surpass like how a rainbow reigns in the sky after a rain.

But right now, I have to endure this pain for days, weeks, months, years, or even a century for I know that someday I will get over him.

Like any wounds and bruises, it shall always leave a scar, a mark.

Although I will move on and probably may find another man in my life, Mino will always leave a scar in me --- our memories. The memories we have shared together will always remain neatly tucked deep in my heart.

He taught me how to fall in love and for that I am grateful.

My ears perked up at the sound of screeching tires not so distant from my house, and I turned my head slightly to inspect whose car was it.

I knew immediately who owns that vehicle.

Mino.

What are you doing here?

I shrugged it off, thinking maybe I had drunk a lot of soda, and it made me hallucinate it was Mino’s car across my house.

I continued flipping the channels in the television. Nothing was catching my attention. I turned my head to the side again to check if that car was still there, and to my surprise, it was still there.

I knew by then that it was Mino as if I could feel his gaze boring into mine as I looked through the window.

I was not at all guilty of him being there across my house probably staring at me like a stalker instead of continuing another day of his honeymoon with his wife.

I should be, but I did not. Jieun owns him until eternity unlike him.

I lavished the thought of him being there even though he was from a distance.

I took in every last moment because I felt this was the last time.

The last time I would ever feel he ever loved me.

I wil forget about you, Mino.

Someday.

“I love you, Mino.” I whispered against the air. It felt like the anchor was hauled away from my shoulders as I drew the curtains down, blocking my view of him

THE END

i am so sorry for the sloppy short chap

anyways belated Merry Chrismtas everyone and advance happy new year 

gosh! a lot to anticipate this 2016   *u*