[Part 11] ...I'M SORRY!! DDx I didn't mean to completely desert this fic. School is rough! So, to make up for it, I've updated the next 5 (I think it's five...>.> I don't feel like counting...) parts for your enjoyment. ^^ Yay? ._.
Brittle Again
And it began.
Deadline week at work.
The flurries,
the panic,
the complete disorder.
Junsu’s soothing mirth
and and gentle smiles went unnoticed
A high-stakes project was on the line
and all employees found themselves
licking the editor’s feet
for a shot of that once in a lifetime opportunity.
That shot was mine.
My love of writing waited in such strained patience for
a chance like this.
I was ready.
But
journalism is such a strange world.
Like the laughter that bubbled up from Junsu’s lips
as the editor presented him with the plane tickets.
My plane tickets.
Stolen from me
along with my heart,
he held both so near and dear to his chest.
I am happy for him.
That same wry, brittle smile
remained etched into my lips
as I came into him,
leaving a pearly, white mess
as pure as regret
on his clean bed sheets
the night before his plane’s flight.
I thought that hatred had curdled
with our first kiss.
What happened?
Part 12----------------
*sigh*
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