Hey there.

[forevershining]

2Min ; PG

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My skin is bathing in the hot summer sun, and drops of sweat are rolling down my forehead, down my neck.

Hey, I'm taking a break from soccer practice. How are you doing?

As I sit down upon the neatly trimmed grass, running my hand against my slightly damp tresses, oh gross, the wind blows by peacefully.

A fluff of dandelion flies by. Followed by another. And another.

I remember when I used to think that they were pieces off angel wings. I remember when I used to believe that wishes would come true if I wished on them.

I remember learning the hard way that it was all foolish nonsense.

I remember you.

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'Here,'

I still recall the sound of your voice, and that look on your face as you happily handed me the bunch of dandelions.

And I remember my answer

'What am I supposed to do with this?'

but took them nonetheless.

'Be happy'

You said in that voice of yours, and left me by myself.

I remember how we would always meet, and when you suddenly stopped coming...

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'Taemin! Why--'

I remember not finishing the sentence when I saw your frail looking body hooked up to a tangle of cords. You looked dead, and the only thing that told me you were still there, that you were still alive, was the horrid, monotonous beeping of the iv.

Nevertheless, you still forced that smile on your face. I wished I could have done the same.

Oh, and there goes my heart. It's broken into pieces now.

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'Hyung!'

You voice was faded, frail, raspy, weak; I was afraid that if I came any closer, you would disappear.

'Hyung, I'm so glad you're here.'

I said nothing, but took your hand in mine.

'I'll always be here.'

I place our hands over your chest, and the once monotonous beeping starts to pick up its pace.

We exchanged smiles, and I stayed by your side until we both fell asleep.

Do you remember?

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'Taemin, look.'

I laughed and blew a tuft of dandelion fluff away, wishing that you would get better, wishing that we could be together.

You smiled slightly.

'What did you wish for?'

'It's a secret.'

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'Let me see Taemin!'

I struggled, and I squirmed, and I tried to fight back the tears, but it was no use.

I let the tears fall freely. I let them fall until there was nothing left inside of me.

There was nothing but a hollow shell.

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I remember holding the yellow flowers close to my face, refusing to talk to anyone.

I remember being stared at, being pointed to, getting whispered about, but I didn't care.

Bravely, I don't know how I did it, but I put one foot in front of the other and kept walking forward.

I placed the yellow bundle down and turned away.

I couldn't see you like that, Taemin. And you couldn't see me like that.

But remember what I told you, that day when it was just us.

'I'll always be here'

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"Hey, Minho." Here comes Jonghyun, all full of smiles and understanding and of dreams.

He's the one who picked up the pieces of my heart, put them together and made me feel whole again.

Even though I never asked for it,

He's the one who loves me unconditionally, and the one I'm slowly starting to love again.

Even though I never asked for any of this.

Hey, there. Not a day passes without my thoughts filling with you.

But I'm learning to move on. Will you learn to forgive me?

"Thinking of Taemin?"

I nods slowly, and he wraps an arm around my shoulder.

Hey there. What am I supposed to do with this?

'Be happy'

Your voice is frail, and its faded, but it's enough to keep me going.

'I'll always be here.'

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you guys have all the right to be upset with me. But I'm stuck on the JongYu one. And idk if I'll finish it in time before I go. Just. I reread it and my writing seems to decrease in quality by a tenfold with each chapter. ==

And you, yeah, thanks for calling me at 1 am the other day to go bother me to write. T^T Sarcasm, harhar? Okay. i apologize for calling your writing incompetent. It isn't wholly bad. In fact I stole your beautiful oh so poetic sounding writing style. And don't you even deny it. ily~ ♥
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