Smallest of Dreams

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If Miracles do really exist... Then why am I standing here in front of your body, helpless? Why isn't it giving me the miracle I'm wishing for when I needed it the most? Miracles don't exist... We're just telling ourselves that there's hope, to cope with the pain, we're just telling ourselves these nonsense things to ease the situation... But at the end of the day... There'll be no Miracles, and we're just doing all of these for nothing.

Foreword

"We're gather here today, to celebrate the life of Byun Baekhyun, who has now returned to his home with Our God, The Father." The priest started.

I still can't believe you're gone... No last hug, last smile, last kiss and no goodbye. Everything went too fast that I still can't bear to believe this moment... I don't want to.

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It's been a week since you left me... This house that's supposed to cheer me up, turned into a pit of sadness... Wherever I turned my face to, I can see you, they're full of you... Oh right, there's no you anymore, they're just memories of you.

"I told you to put out the meat so it's defrosted when I come back" Baekhyun's slaps were really painful, every hit on my arm felt like my soul will leave my body. "Ah! Ah! Okay okay I'll put it out now" I left my gaming station and went outside my room. "Oh and 애기야 (baby) have I told you? Don't hit me again okay?! Your hand feels like a hammer!" He threw a mouse pad on my face that I dodged as I run downstairs.

If I knew that We'll have this short amount of time... I should've recorded that moment of you scolding me so I can hear your voice once again... 

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