Liking someone was something I’ve never experienced before. It’s such a fascinating feeling as well as confusing because how many times can one person want to sprint away from someone and stay right by his side all at the same time?

I couldn’t find the right words close enough to describe what I feel every single time I see him walking his way ( Read more... )

“Let me get this straight, you sat with someone you haven’t seen around campus before and you think you have a crush on said person?” Chanyeol asked, clearly confused and amused it only made me blush more - which I didn’t think was anymore possible considering I’ve turned as red as a tomato before I’ve even started telling him what happened at ( Read more... )

It was lunch time and I could hear Chanyeol chewing on his food from across our small table. He’s such a messy eater that I ended up placing my sketchpad on my knees, saving my work from bits of food that would fly off the giant’s mouth. Ironically enough, I was sketching my angel eating on a cafeteria table as civilized as a teenager could be - or ( Read more... )

Angels

The only beings I - and everyone for that matter - know that had wings. They were the image of purity, of real happiness, of freedom without constraints, of utter contentment, of love. And the moment the dreams started was when I first began drawing them, finding myself magnetized at how I wanted to capture on paper everything the angels’ ( Read more... )

How do you exactly describe beauty’s perfection?

Is it how the person’s face is structured, or how well the person wears his clothes, or how he stands with confidence?

The first time it showed itself to me was in the form of a man, he had golden skin and a pair of wings. The wings were an epitome of sinful purity, only in the color of black. It ( Read more... )

People say black meant emptiness. The color looked more colorful than anything to me.

Because humans weren't born with wings.
I constantly dream of black ones over a golden built.
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Feathers of Black and White:
Prologue
Chapter 1 - Angels
Chapter 2 - A Note For You
Chapter 3 - Finally, I Get To Know Your Name
Chapter 4 - Meet The ( Read more... )

How long does it take for you to move on?

How long does it take for you to accept?

Hey, Jongin...

I miss you.

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Frozen Tears

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Kai was holding my hand as we walked, and the feeling of walking all the way to Jongin’s grave with someone I love so much was something I wouldn’t exchange for anything… except maybe for the times that we would bask in nothing but silence filled with love… or anytime with Kai for that matter. Smiling, I started to sway our hands as we walked, and ( Read more... )

When Kyungsoo’s hand attempted to break my embrace, I got scared and buried myself more onto him, tightening my hold, willing myself to melt onto his small physique. I constantly and absentmindedly mumbled his name onto his hair, my hands clawed tightly on his shirt. I didn’t want him to go; I didn’t want to let him go. I was determined to do ( Read more... )

If I was hurt when my brother had left, the pain I felt as I watched Kyungsoo’s retreating back surpassed that. I couldn’t move, only because the warmth of Kyungsoo’s hand when he pushed my hand away was frighteningly still lingering on my skin, and I could feel it slowly slipping away. I tried to hold him back, to stop him from going, but all the ( Read more... )