Characters: DAY6 member x OC (no names mentioned – feel free to envision who it may be :) )

Genre: angst

insp

Description: my heart still asks for you sometimes; heartache is an addiction

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"Hi hello. How have you been recently?”

These are the words that I want to tell you now, watching you stand in front of me. You're within an arm’s length reach...so close that if I stretch out my hand now I'll be able to feel your skin underneath my fingertips, pull you close enough to feel your warm breath against my neck, stare deep into your dark orbs in hopes that I still have a place in them.

Even after all this time, I don't deny that you still have a hold over me.

Even after all this time, you still have my heart in your hands.

Even though... you never cared for it.

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Do you still remember the first time I told you I loved you? It was a Friday night; we were lying on the rooftop garden, stargazing, me listening as you told me about the constellations and how stars collide in a beautiful explosion of fire to burn brighter together.

And then I said;

"I hope we can collide as beautifully and burn as brightly together."

I hear your breath hitch beside me and I hoped that you'll feel the same way. I had hoped that you will say something back to acknowledge my feelings. I had hoped that you will sweep me off my feet and make me feel like you and I can take on the world together so long as we have one another.

But hope gives rise to disappointment and I remember feeling like I couldn’t breathe when all you could say was;

"Shall we go Y/N?"

That's it? That is all you have to offer me after what I just said to you? After working up years of courage to finally be able to admit how I feel about you, all you did was sweep my feelings under the rug and pretended that they don't exist?

Hot tears threatened to spill forth but I bit down hard on the inside of my cheek, hard enough to draw blood, before I trusted myself to speak again.

"Let's go."

If you didn't want to acknowledge my feelings, what can I possibly do to make you accept them?

That night under the stars, you left me with a goodnight kiss on the cheek and I cried myself to sleep, trying to pretend that your actions don't mean a thing.

Trying to pretend that my feelings towards you don't exist.

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After the confession comes the confusion.

Every day and night, I question your intentions.

The way your hand always brushes past mine when we walk side by side.

The sweet texts and pictures that you’ll send to me through the day.

The way you'll look at me as you pour your heart into singing those love songs.

Oh you're so good at this game, always tricking me into thinking that you loved me when you never did. But by the time I knew, it was too late to put myself back together – for I had already fallen past a point of no return.

After the confusion comes the anger.

For a long time now, you've led me through this labyrinth. I play games and solve riddles to find the way to your heart but I become more and more trapped as you lead me on further. As I turn in circles ar