a/n: angst.

She was gone as quickly as she arrived.
She seemed to not notice her effect on Hyuna.
She ignored her fragility.
Hyuna thought that, for some reason, it would be different.
Sungah and her love were somewhere far away.
And Hyuna drank hers away. 

Her personality was crazy and confident,
so nobody imagined that she still remembered her.
They thought that Hyuna didn't care where Sungah was 
or what she did of her life.
But Hyuna didn't even tried to forget her.

Every night, in the darkness that her memory was,
she was surprised because of how fast she remembered
every single moment with Sungah.
After that, she filled a glass full of wine,
the taste was indifferent, the effects were remote.
It was bitter, like the love that was reciprocal but now it's not,
bitter like the loneliness she was undergoing since Sungah has left her.
So bitter.

The room was very dark (it always was,).
Hyuna thought that was stupid to pay for the electricity
if that wouldn't lit up her. 

Sungah was light and life, a vitamin, 
it felt like have an own sun.
Hyuna had flattered her good mood in the morning
and her patience with children.
Smiles were eternal in her lips.
Hyuna, blind with love, hadn't seen the maliciousness in her eyes.

Hyuna thought that, if she the lights,
it would make her remember her girlfriend's light
and she would break it.
Maybe she was right.

Hyuna had to reluctantly accept the empty nights
and the undertows that didn't allow her to move.
At least, pain made her forget Sungah 
( just for a moment; when she recovered, she only saw her face,)
She was everywhere, in the radio, in the sig