Taeyong has always wondered,

Wondered how his life would be,

If it wasn’t this boring,

This tasteless, this stale.

He flutters his eyes shut,

His fingers hovering his lips,

And wonders how it would feel like,

To kiss someone full in the lips,

Or to even give someone a peck.

He opens his eyes,

Stretching his arms out,

As if reaching for the ceiling,

And he wonders,

What it feels like,

To intertwine his fingers,

With someone else’s,

Someone who would,

Look into his eyes,

The stare that holds,

So much things in it,

And he’s been looked at,

As if he’s some treasure,

Some rare you get,

Like pokemon cards,

Or maybe something else.

For the whole 20 years,

Of his mundane life,

He’s never tasted,

The thrill,

Of belonging to someone,

And also the heartbreak,

The inevitable one,

That follows closely.  

 

Despite the drawbacks,

He’s determined to try it out,

Because you cannot really say,

That you have lived,

If you never encountered disappointments,

To start with.

 

Maybe it is just time,

Taeyong thinks,

There’s a lot more time left,

For him,

For the world,

Everything can wait,

But he will not give up,