The broken cycle of love
Title: The broken cycle of love
Author: thinkingfood
Rating: PG to be safe
Pairing/Focus: Member : jinki
Summary: Jinki was unable to let go of the past, always chasing it for a better answer
It was happening again. That endless cycle: from love to heartbreak to love once more.
“Wait,” Jinki called, his voice carrying away in the strong wind. Rain slapping the runner’s heated face.; bullets of raindrops assassinating the thin T-shirt and jeans the latter haphazardly threw on before speeding out the door to catch his target. The sky darkened, a black hole sucking in the smiles and warmth, the kisses, the embraces, everything. The sky was preparing for the storm- the storm of storms ready and willing to seize all the things Jinki loved most. Its fingers crushing the broken feelings of the heart grinding them down to a charcoaled power; mockingly spitting the ashes back in his face.
The figure, a silhouette against the shadowing eclipse, stayed fixed to Jinki’s gaze. His legs pumping, a machine working without thought, one goal perpetrating his whole body: Get him back. But no matter how fast his steps carried, the distance straggled longer; the outline reducing to a mere blurry dot along path, gone, disappearing into the black hole along with any trace of remaining happiness in Jinki’s life.The emptiness purging the last hopes of the young man.
Doubling over the brunette gripped his callous hands onto his knees, the sweat- soaked hair suctioned to his creased forehead canopied the small patch of dry dirt in front. Ragged gasps ripping from his throat, Thick tear cascades trail across his agonized face. The gut wrenching pain unbearable. Every ounce of his being knotted in a state of torturing distress- insides inflamed waning out a sickening cry for aid.
A ghostly whisper howled to the black world confirming what Jinki forced himself to disbelieve, “He‘s gone.”
It was over. The love the heartbreak the tears the laughs, everything… was over. This time it wasn’t just another sloppy break-up, No make-up after all the I hate you’s and missed phone calls. Cold nights now spent tossing and turning, violently thrashing in his horrible nightmare, never to wake from.
It was happening, but this time it wasn’t an “again” it was a last. The cycle torn and shattered; love pried away with greedy hands, leaving the cruel bastard of heartbreak to accompany you.
First Au so tell me what you think plz! Comments are love
Author: thinkingfood
Rating: PG to be safe
Pairing/Focus: Member : jinki
Summary: Jinki was unable to let go of the past, always chasing it for a better answer
It was happening again. That endless cycle: from love to heartbreak to love once more.
“Wait,” Jinki called, his voice carrying away in the strong wind. Rain slapping the runner’s heated face.; bullets of raindrops assassinating the thin T-shirt and jeans the latter haphazardly threw on before speeding out the door to catch his target. The sky darkened, a black hole sucking in the smiles and warmth, the kisses, the embraces, everything. The sky was preparing for the storm- the storm of storms ready and willing to seize all the things Jinki loved most. Its fingers crushing the broken feelings of the heart grinding them down to a charcoaled power; mockingly spitting the ashes back in his face.
The figure, a silhouette against the shadowing eclipse, stayed fixed to Jinki’s gaze. His legs pumping, a machine working without thought, one goal perpetrating his whole body: Get him back. But no matter how fast his steps carried, the distance straggled longer; the outline reducing to a mere blurry dot along path, gone, disappearing into the black hole along with any trace of remaining happiness in Jinki’s life.The emptiness purging the last hopes of the young man.
Doubling over the brunette gripped his callous hands onto his knees, the sweat- soaked hair suctioned to his creased forehead canopied the small patch of dry dirt in front. Ragged gasps ripping from his throat, Thick tear cascades trail across his agonized face. The gut wrenching pain unbearable. Every ounce of his being knotted in a state of torturing distress- insides inflamed waning out a sickening cry for aid.
A ghostly whisper howled to the black world confirming what Jinki forced himself to disbelieve, “He‘s gone.”
It was over. The love the heartbreak the tears the laughs, everything… was over. This time it wasn’t just another sloppy break-up, No make-up after all the I hate you’s and missed phone calls. Cold nights now spent tossing and turning, violently thrashing in his horrible nightmare, never to wake from.
It was happening, but this time it wasn’t an “again” it was a last. The cycle torn and shattered; love pried away with greedy hands, leaving the cruel bastard of heartbreak to accompany you.
First Au so tell me what you think plz! Comments are love