#185 - [FIC] - Replay - EunHae oneshot
Morning. First train. Sunlight. The window. Stranger sitting next to me. We're going to the same direction. Away from home. Everyone goes there. Red hair, brown eyes. Gummy smile. Magic?
It’s the final turn of the ferris wheel. You and I float upwards into the night. Warm palm. Warm smile. Wind disarranging his hair. Inside my right hand there’s warmth. The rhythm starts to beat faster, my heart screaming out your name.
Exchanging a promise, how and by what magic will we someday meet again? Gentle touch... "I’m sorry, thank you, goodbye," only words I didn’t want to add seem to come out. "Don't be sorry, no problem, see you again. Eternity will often resemble those ten minutes, in those times, I’ll think of you." Honest smile, gentle touch, a kiss...
Look at us in the night, in the darkness, searching for light. Darling, beloved, I think of you and it causes pain in my chest.
The dead of night, still on the ferris wheel. But next to me is someone else. Tears of instant-dry glue, they attach to my open wounds. Ah, that’s it. I’m such a person. "Before meeting you, I hated myself." I wish I could say this to you. Now. This moment. „So inside the most important place in my heart, I call out your name.“
My heart is in the night, in the darkness again, searching for you.
Sadness is drawn out through tears. Where's that warming gummy smile? Brown eyes, red hair, gentle touch? It’s alright. That’s just me. With an empty right palm, the remaining warmth is just troublesome. Everything seems to disappear when it's really needed.
I closed my eyes. My memories fell. Your smile, your touch, your voice. For a hundred years that beating resounds, your voice reaches out. Once, once but I lost you...
Ah, the same again. When I turn back, it’s morning. Red. Blue. Dreams. Lies. The colored sky.
There's no one next to me. My palm is empty.
Coming home. The first train. Sunlight. The window. The glittering world flowing through it. My hand is left cold, it’s a goodbye.
Dreams. Lies.
Gummy smile, gentle touch, your voice. Promise.
Dream.
Don't wake up yet.
A/N pt.2: I actually didn't write a lot here, it's basically only lyrics, but still... :D By the way, any Irish people here? I'm going to Ireland in summer and I wanna have friends lol. Though I don't mind anyone becoming my friend.XD
It’s the final turn of the ferris wheel. You and I float upwards into the night. Warm palm. Warm smile. Wind disarranging his hair. Inside my right hand there’s warmth. The rhythm starts to beat faster, my heart screaming out your name.
Exchanging a promise, how and by what magic will we someday meet again? Gentle touch... "I’m sorry, thank you, goodbye," only words I didn’t want to add seem to come out. "Don't be sorry, no problem, see you again. Eternity will often resemble those ten minutes, in those times, I’ll think of you." Honest smile, gentle touch, a kiss...
Look at us in the night, in the darkness, searching for light. Darling, beloved, I think of you and it causes pain in my chest.
The dead of night, still on the ferris wheel. But next to me is someone else. Tears of instant-dry glue, they attach to my open wounds. Ah, that’s it. I’m such a person. "Before meeting you, I hated myself." I wish I could say this to you. Now. This moment. „So inside the most important place in my heart, I call out your name.“
My heart is in the night, in the darkness again, searching for you.
Sadness is drawn out through tears. Where's that warming gummy smile? Brown eyes, red hair, gentle touch? It’s alright. That’s just me. With an empty right palm, the remaining warmth is just troublesome. Everything seems to disappear when it's really needed.
I closed my eyes. My memories fell. Your smile, your touch, your voice. For a hundred years that beating resounds, your voice reaches out. Once, once but I lost you...
Ah, the same again. When I turn back, it’s morning. Red. Blue. Dreams. Lies. The colored sky.
There's no one next to me. My palm is empty.
Coming home. The first train. Sunlight. The window. The glittering world flowing through it. My hand is left cold, it’s a goodbye.
Dreams. Lies.
Gummy smile, gentle touch, your voice. Promise.
Dream.
Don't wake up yet.
A/N pt.2: I actually didn't write a lot here, it's basically only lyrics, but still... :D By the way, any Irish people here? I'm going to Ireland in summer and I wanna have friends lol. Though I don't mind anyone becoming my friend.XD