Beyond the Mirror (Chapter 3)
Withered
You traced your fingers along the beautiful jaw of the perfect angel of wonder, who was beside you in your bedroom. Like a trace of moon, his eyes fluttered open and you met his black pools, which sucked you dry. His were like a pair of black onyx, the only rock you could match beautiful pair eyes of the angel with. Like a piece of moon sent to earth, like heaven splashed down to earth, that was his presence to you.
The angel was naked, pure sweat was glistening in his skin, covered like a thin transparent layer beneath that flawless skin. This indescribable beautiful creature was yours, and you were glad that he was not mind at all to be declared as yours. The beautiful lips of him, slowly curved into a smile, as his eyes stared longingly at yours. He traced a little circle in your bare chest, covered with delight at your love making with him.
“That was wonderful Yunnie-ah...” He said to you, smile at his content ness and rather shyness covered his cheeks. He didn’t know that for you, it was him who was so wonderful.
“I love you, Yun...” He whispered the keywords, which made your world rotated at its center. Your angel was the center.
You kissed his lips, murmured the words of love, you wanted to suck him dry and planted all of him in yours. You wanted to keep his taste, his favor, which was your favorite flavor of the entire flavor in earth.
He smelled like a wash of rain in the dessert, yes, indeed he was. He brought the rain, which made all the dessert came to alive, and made the sand made a flower grew in it. Or like sunshine in the morning, when the light was breaking the dawn, he broke down all the wall of loneness in your heart and kept your safe n his fist, you trusted him. You trusted him enough to allow him enter your too small heart, even it meant yours would broke if he entered it, it didn’t matter anymore. For the payment, you could taste his warm large heart, which was so beautiful, and filled with flower, warmness, and kindness, which you couldn’t find in your heart even when you seek it.
He was the light in your dark and grim path...
“We must sleep... you silly sex beast...! Don’t forget to drop me tomorrow at the shopping store... I need to buy some things to fill our refrigerator, and fill the greedy stomach of yours...” He smiled to you as you growled playfully at his remark, tucked him securely underneath your arms. And the dawn was coming in your mind, as you slept, sucked the air, which was feeling with his strong sweet essence.
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If there was such a thing
Which called ’forever’...
Then, you would be still in my arm
However, you weren’t...
And I concluded,
That ‘forever’ was only a mean word
If heaven was there
Why they separated us
If universe was fair
I believe that our love would still here...
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You dropped him at the grocery store, kissed him good bye from the driver seat. He quitted your car, and you were still eyeing him with the rear mirror, as he walked to the store. His hips swayed sexily, as you gulped your saliva, prevented yourself from drooling over his figure. You glanced slowly at the roses beneath your jock, you were preparing a surprise for him, for your angel, for both of you. When the dawn came to kiss the earth, you would bring him to his favorite dinner, and spent your romantic night together, passed the second anniversary of your sweet saccharine relationship.
And suddenly, everything went so blur, and so fast.
A crashing sound was heard, shrieked, gritted, and shattered your ear drums. A shock feeling was crept to you, and suddenly it changed into fear... A blare of an accident was happening right behind you, right the place where your angel was standing.
A fear, that something bad would happen to your angel as you heard more.
You froze, couldn’t dare to look back, and couldn’t find a brave to know what had happened.
Panic screams from all the passengers, murmur sounds of hysteria and terror of the hidden darkness into your ears.
A shout that caught your ears, told the other passenger, that someone was stricken by drunk driver’s car, and crashed hardly. It couldn’t be him, right? An angel couldn’t die... An angel meant to be smile, and meant to be live within your love forever.
You shifted your eyes, since you didn’t dare to look back; you saw everything from your rear mirror of your car, and found the truth in the painted painting reality inside and beyond the mirror.
It was him, so beautiful, so pale, so intoxicating, enchanting, and thousand beautiful compliment words to describe his in your mirror.
His beautiful body was stuck between the lamp post and the car, and blood tainted his skin, too white skin, and you could see it like a blood in a snow land. The blood, which was red, was so contrast with his pale white skin. A mess painting of evilly beauty.
The crimson liquid was trickling from his head, and his nose, and his ears, as his black onyx eyes snapped open, straight piercing into your direction like was telling something to you.
You saw the angel’s eyes, through the mirror, as cloud began to surround your mind, you saw him beautiful, lifeless, and was in a puddle of blood mess. However, whatever his state, there was only one word could describe him ‘Beautiful”
The candle would shine its brightest when it would come into its end.
A cherry tree would bloom its most beautifully the right time before he withered and dead.
And an angel would shine bright fully, when it was his last time to breathe.
You sat in your driver seat, mesmerized by the view of the body of his and the chaos of shattered glass and a mess of crimson liquid. Stunned, froze, you saw him without even blinked your eyes for once. Your angel was there, frozen as a corpse, you wouldn’t believe it, you would never believe it.
You never believed it, you would never found a truth in a reality, because there was no him in the real world. You would always found him beyond the mirror, bonded you, even when your brother in law, and your two best friends lied to you. They told you that your angel wasn't there anymore. They didn’t know, there was a world between you and him, a ripple of love, a abyss of sorrow and evil in disguise of the mirror. You didn’t care if the world you have was fake or not, as long as it had him in it, for you, it was the real one...
Bliss of angel, sorrow, and blood, flashed continually in your mind.
You were frozen with a dithering smile on the tip of your lips like a zombie when people told you their sympathy and sad ness. You walked at the darkness, held your black umbrella inside the weeping mass of people who were weeping and mourning at his funeral. A chill stuck into the bone, grim and grief so thick, until you could taste it in your tongue, if some one asked you about the taste of sorrow, you could answer without hesitation.
Bull shit... that was you thought...
Yours weren’t dead...
He was alive...
You saw him everyday...
In the cage of mirror...
In the glass box of misery, burnt dignity, and lost ticking song of clock, which were telling you that your world stopped... Frozen... and couldn’t rotate anymore, because the center was trapped inside the mirror.
The only different now, that was nothing could separate you two again.
Even it was a drunken driver, a blood, a corpse room, or everything.
You smiled at the funeral, watched the reddish crimson sky, as the withered leaves fell all over you. Something was dieing inside your heart, and the insane mind took over you.
It would be okay, he would be with you forever.
There was nothing you should worry about.
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Could I stay in the darkness forever...?
If the light was too blinded me...
Could I live in fake...?
When the reality was the cruel one...
Could I stay with you in totally maze...?
When the proper path was too sharp to climb...
Could I have you as an evil...?
When the angel one, I didn’t have...
The pool of blood was so demonic beauty in your eyes...
Even the dithering rose was perfect in your hand...
Could a trash like me bloom into a diamond if I am with you?
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Short chap about Yunjae’s past...
You traced your fingers along the beautiful jaw of the perfect angel of wonder, who was beside you in your bedroom. Like a trace of moon, his eyes fluttered open and you met his black pools, which sucked you dry. His were like a pair of black onyx, the only rock you could match beautiful pair eyes of the angel with. Like a piece of moon sent to earth, like heaven splashed down to earth, that was his presence to you.
The angel was naked, pure sweat was glistening in his skin, covered like a thin transparent layer beneath that flawless skin. This indescribable beautiful creature was yours, and you were glad that he was not mind at all to be declared as yours. The beautiful lips of him, slowly curved into a smile, as his eyes stared longingly at yours. He traced a little circle in your bare chest, covered with delight at your love making with him.
“That was wonderful Yunnie-ah...” He said to you, smile at his content ness and rather shyness covered his cheeks. He didn’t know that for you, it was him who was so wonderful.
“I love you, Yun...” He whispered the keywords, which made your world rotated at its center. Your angel was the center.
You kissed his lips, murmured the words of love, you wanted to suck him dry and planted all of him in yours. You wanted to keep his taste, his favor, which was your favorite flavor of the entire flavor in earth.
He smelled like a wash of rain in the dessert, yes, indeed he was. He brought the rain, which made all the dessert came to alive, and made the sand made a flower grew in it. Or like sunshine in the morning, when the light was breaking the dawn, he broke down all the wall of loneness in your heart and kept your safe n his fist, you trusted him. You trusted him enough to allow him enter your too small heart, even it meant yours would broke if he entered it, it didn’t matter anymore. For the payment, you could taste his warm large heart, which was so beautiful, and filled with flower, warmness, and kindness, which you couldn’t find in your heart even when you seek it.
He was the light in your dark and grim path...
“We must sleep... you silly sex beast...! Don’t forget to drop me tomorrow at the shopping store... I need to buy some things to fill our refrigerator, and fill the greedy stomach of yours...” He smiled to you as you growled playfully at his remark, tucked him securely underneath your arms. And the dawn was coming in your mind, as you slept, sucked the air, which was feeling with his strong sweet essence.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
If there was such a thing
Which called ’forever’...
Then, you would be still in my arm
However, you weren’t...
And I concluded,
That ‘forever’ was only a mean word
If heaven was there
Why they separated us
If universe was fair
I believe that our love would still here...
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
You dropped him at the grocery store, kissed him good bye from the driver seat. He quitted your car, and you were still eyeing him with the rear mirror, as he walked to the store. His hips swayed sexily, as you gulped your saliva, prevented yourself from drooling over his figure. You glanced slowly at the roses beneath your jock, you were preparing a surprise for him, for your angel, for both of you. When the dawn came to kiss the earth, you would bring him to his favorite dinner, and spent your romantic night together, passed the second anniversary of your sweet saccharine relationship.
And suddenly, everything went so blur, and so fast.
A crashing sound was heard, shrieked, gritted, and shattered your ear drums. A shock feeling was crept to you, and suddenly it changed into fear... A blare of an accident was happening right behind you, right the place where your angel was standing.
A fear, that something bad would happen to your angel as you heard more.
You froze, couldn’t dare to look back, and couldn’t find a brave to know what had happened.
Panic screams from all the passengers, murmur sounds of hysteria and terror of the hidden darkness into your ears.
A shout that caught your ears, told the other passenger, that someone was stricken by drunk driver’s car, and crashed hardly. It couldn’t be him, right? An angel couldn’t die... An angel meant to be smile, and meant to be live within your love forever.
You shifted your eyes, since you didn’t dare to look back; you saw everything from your rear mirror of your car, and found the truth in the painted painting reality inside and beyond the mirror.
It was him, so beautiful, so pale, so intoxicating, enchanting, and thousand beautiful compliment words to describe his in your mirror.
His beautiful body was stuck between the lamp post and the car, and blood tainted his skin, too white skin, and you could see it like a blood in a snow land. The blood, which was red, was so contrast with his pale white skin. A mess painting of evilly beauty.
The crimson liquid was trickling from his head, and his nose, and his ears, as his black onyx eyes snapped open, straight piercing into your direction like was telling something to you.
You saw the angel’s eyes, through the mirror, as cloud began to surround your mind, you saw him beautiful, lifeless, and was in a puddle of blood mess. However, whatever his state, there was only one word could describe him ‘Beautiful”
The candle would shine its brightest when it would come into its end.
A cherry tree would bloom its most beautifully the right time before he withered and dead.
And an angel would shine bright fully, when it was his last time to breathe.
You sat in your driver seat, mesmerized by the view of the body of his and the chaos of shattered glass and a mess of crimson liquid. Stunned, froze, you saw him without even blinked your eyes for once. Your angel was there, frozen as a corpse, you wouldn’t believe it, you would never believe it.
You never believed it, you would never found a truth in a reality, because there was no him in the real world. You would always found him beyond the mirror, bonded you, even when your brother in law, and your two best friends lied to you. They told you that your angel wasn't there anymore. They didn’t know, there was a world between you and him, a ripple of love, a abyss of sorrow and evil in disguise of the mirror. You didn’t care if the world you have was fake or not, as long as it had him in it, for you, it was the real one...
Bliss of angel, sorrow, and blood, flashed continually in your mind.
You were frozen with a dithering smile on the tip of your lips like a zombie when people told you their sympathy and sad ness. You walked at the darkness, held your black umbrella inside the weeping mass of people who were weeping and mourning at his funeral. A chill stuck into the bone, grim and grief so thick, until you could taste it in your tongue, if some one asked you about the taste of sorrow, you could answer without hesitation.
Bull shit... that was you thought...
Yours weren’t dead...
He was alive...
You saw him everyday...
In the cage of mirror...
In the glass box of misery, burnt dignity, and lost ticking song of clock, which were telling you that your world stopped... Frozen... and couldn’t rotate anymore, because the center was trapped inside the mirror.
The only different now, that was nothing could separate you two again.
Even it was a drunken driver, a blood, a corpse room, or everything.
You smiled at the funeral, watched the reddish crimson sky, as the withered leaves fell all over you. Something was dieing inside your heart, and the insane mind took over you.
It would be okay, he would be with you forever.
There was nothing you should worry about.
----------------------------------------------------------------
Could I stay in the darkness forever...?
If the light was too blinded me...
Could I live in fake...?
When the reality was the cruel one...
Could I stay with you in totally maze...?
When the proper path was too sharp to climb...
Could I have you as an evil...?
When the angel one, I didn’t have...
The pool of blood was so demonic beauty in your eyes...
Even the dithering rose was perfect in your hand...
Could a trash like me bloom into a diamond if I am with you?
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==============================================================================================================================
Short chap about Yunjae’s past...