[   never-ending thirst   ]

             Momma once said,that once you let the aquatic pure water glides down to your

             throat,nothing will ever be enough.she referred it to the water itself,but it has to mean

             something.everything means something;even the nothingness itself.My mother only smiled

warmly at me,and tucked me in to the warm blanket.I pondered for a really,really long time

for that one hazy statement.I got my stomach fill everytime,even when I needn’t to,and when

I felt the need to retch all of the foods that I have ingested.

Everything that I used to wish have become a reality.

A reality that I managed to push away,and pull back.And it becomes a cycle for my life.

Kwon Jiyong.

The quirky,eccentric yet charming man that I loved.He used to send me sweet words,imprinted in

soft pinkish paper;with soft scented cherry blossom perfume sprayed all over it.I was assuming that

he probably sprayed his sister’s perfume all over it.

He did.

             It’s the time for me to be enganged with him.He marches in,looking so handsome as ever,with

             a maiden by his side.She is ravishingly stunning.A perfect summer goddess with raven skin

tone that’s exquisitely exotic.

It is not good to be way too descriptive about the woman whom you just met.

Trust me.

Well,it never is.

I married Jiyong.and so,I have started to live in his house.Unfortunately,Jiyong

doesn’t have enough time to make memories with me,for the company.

             And all that I get is Yuri.

             The younger sister of Kwon Jiyong.

             I don’t like her,really.

             With her up-lifting smile,and that pair of white teeths that are so perfectly white.

             And her curvy body that flaunts its curve everytime she wears anything.

             I feel slightly disoriented.

             I felt slightly different,desolated;dazed.

             I felt like,this isn’t the world that I su