Too Long Time
Description
People change while they are waiting. Whether to realize that things are different and that they can't morph them back just like how they were in the past, or to realize that giving a second chance may be worth a try. But times never heal, times only make us think. So it's okay not to be okay, it's okay to be sad over things we've done because this is what we chose; consequences always tailing behind with every single option.
Foreword
Hello! I haven't updated like a century ago, but who cares? School's being a er but I don't mind, I have to it up or just leave it, I would rather take the former.
My dearest friend--one who understands me, or maybe kpop, or maybe ff, or maybe kris--better than my other best friends, was being a sweetheart so I gift and wrapped up this story for her. And she allowed for it to be read by people too, yeay her!
I was supposed not to post it here, originally here but it doesn't work out the way I wanted it to be and she doesn't want it to be gone so this is the option I could really tolerate. I'm such a cocky brat but I'm shy, ok? I don't post it just..anywhere. (Anyway cocky and shy never really belong in one sentence.) Ah! The title (and the description, actually/facepalm/) is (are) randomly picked by me so if it shows too much of the story or annoying because what the hell did she mean, I don't care. Aaaaaand for the OC, I mean her, dedicated to you!
Too much of a fuss, I hope you like it, I hope she likes it again because I changed some part (and the most embarassing one, HOW CAN I MISTAKEN HER BIRTHDAY god oh GOD). Enjoy, cupcakes!
prompt: Sometimes, you can only feel something by its absence. By the empty space it leaves behind.
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