Blaue Blume

Description

 ꧁ 𝓫𝓵𝓾𝓮 𝓯𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻

       A blue flower (German: Blaue Blume) was a central symbol of inspiration for the Romanticism movement, and remains an enduring motif in Western art today. It stands for desire, love, and the metaphysical striving for the infinite and unreachable.

 

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      do you still desire me? if you are, i will run to you like there is no tomorrow.

A set of eyes gazes at her from afar, but she can only focus at him. Is it a sin for her heart to continue to beat as she stares at those tall figures? Deep brown eyes as sweet as chocolate and as solid as the oak, deep hues of brown hair like a finest cathedral choir— perfect pitch coming together in soul-warming symphony, soft baby lips upon a baby face, white porcelain skin like the silk of white rose petals, and his laugh— it is like the peeking sunlight of dappled woodland, so bright and playful. It had been a good amount of time since she had last seen him. Time flies when you're not working for the same company. She sees the same man she encountered years before, only slightly taller and more worn. This time, she wonders if she could just take his hand in hers.

 

when i stare into the night sky, it has always been you. if i tell you, will you believe me?

Time is without a doubt the cruelest thing someone can endure. Hundreds of people are laughing and staring at him, but all he can do is gaze at her. Brown eyes as polished amber in first rays of dawn, brown hair woven with strands of gold and auburn lights, the way her lips brought a brightness on every day, her snowflake skin matched her personality— devoid of any warmth, and her laugh— like a soul elevator to him. Is it true that he hasn't seen her in a long time? Despite the fact that they are no longer from the same agency, he can tell the change in her. There is no more bashful and rigid look on her face than the way she exchanges humor with mischievous grins and responds to the dialogue, the way her eyes glitter with the discourse— time has passed them by. He is, nevertheless, stranded in that time. They were holding hands and simply looked at one other. He wishes to express his feelings to her.

Foreword

 

This story is dedicated to the depressed side of me.

So I hope anyone who encounter this story and feel a little worn out, can at least smile.

At the beauty and hope I put in the story.

Welcome to the land of imagination.

Where anyone can be anything, despite the harsh reality.

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Cuatas4ever #1
Chapter 1: I absolutely loved this chapter it was amazing. I hope you continue it because I am dying yo know what will happen next with Seokyu ❤️😊😁❤️💕.
KyuNea13 #2
Chapter 1: Pls update this! Really curious what happened
Cuatas4ever #3
I hope you update this story is great 💖😁👍🥰
KyuNea13 #4
Can't wait for update